"Can you just shut up for onc—" Tiny was cut off by hearing, "BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH!" Her head snapped in Rico's direction, who was rewatching the video.
"You do know you can't post that, right?" Lani twisted her lip up.
"Why?" His smile faded.
"'Cause she's my assistant, and that's unprofessional in so many ways." She yawned, leaning back, everybody in the room nodding in agreement.
"Damn, yo ass was gone go viral on Twitter, I'm tellin' you. They love shit like this." He laughed.
"Is there a problem?" Tiny rolled her eyes, physically irritated with Lani.
"YES! That shit is so ghetto. I don't understand why you didn't just ignore her." Lani crossed her arms over her chest, clearly mad.
Tiny scoffed. "Stop tryna act like you never fought in your life before."
"IN HIGH SCHOOL! I'm a grown adult now. That's so childish."
"Okay, Lani, I don't care. Have an attitude. Next time somebody comes across your name wrong, defend yourself." She responded, getting off the floor and walking upstairs.
Tony waited a while to see if anybody was going to speak. Once he realized the aura in the room had switched, he followed Tiny upstairs.
"Did I do too much? I should go apologize," Lani quickly spoke, feeling bad.
"It's like you have a thousand personalities. That shit is weird—you need to get that checked out," Ty pointed, hand on his hip, walking to the kitchen.
"Nah, Tony's already up there. Just let shii swing over; y'all gone talk it out eventually," Rico responded.
Even though he had literally just met them, he could tell they just wanted the best for each other. He also knew either Tony or Tiny was about to get some play, making him chuckle at the thought.
Lani looked down at her phone. The time read 10:00 o'clock.
She smiled, getting up, grabbing her purse, and walking out to her car.
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