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Stop Running

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Stop Running

*smut

"I'm tired of your shit, Darien. You always accusing me of some dumb shit that you probably doing for real."
"Aye man , I'm not tryna listen to this shit. Look, call me when you done acting like a thot!" Doot Doot. You heard after he hung up.

      Y/n slammed her back against the headboard of her queen sized bed. Sitting in your bed, irritated by the argument that her and her boyfriend of 2 years just had. He had went through your phone in the morning while she was in the shower and seen that your ex boyfriend had recently hit you up in your DMs on IG.

    You responded but it was nothing flirtatious or anything, but it didn't matter to him. He was angry that he even had any access to contact you in the first place.


    Y/n didn't really care about him being upset cause she knows that she's not guilty of anything. The whole span of there relationship she always remained loyal to him and for him vice versa. You felt like he was over exaggerating and was not about to let him ruin your Saturday night. It's your best friend Kelsie'e birthday tonight and she has a section at one of the hottest club in Atlanta. You scrolled on Instagram for a bit and then headed to your closet to start getting ready.

The fit:

         

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After you finished getting ready , you snapped a couple of pictures and posted on your IG story. Once you were finished , you called yourself an Uber and soon headed to the club.
  
      Music and commotion filled the air as your car pulled up to the entrance of the club. Thanking the uber driver, you hopped out of the car, and headed to the front of the line. You exchanged greetings with the bouncer and let him know your name is on the list and he let you in. The club was packed tonight which made it a bit hard to make out where your friends were at but you soon made your way over to the section that your friends all greeted you at. "Heyyyyyy yall!" You shouted at them over the loud music.

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