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ꜱᴀɪʟᴇᴍ ᴊᴏɴᴇ (Sai) || 18
ᴀᴜɢᴜꜱᴛ 29ᴛʜ,2024
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ

It was currently around 10pm and I was on the phone with Da and Mar letting them know I would be on my way to their houses soon

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It was currently around 10pm and I was on the phone with Da and Mar letting them know I would be on my way to their houses soon .

"I should be there around 10:15" I spoke into my phone's speaker

"Aight bet" They said in unison before I hung up

We were currently about to rob a nigga for 15k , he was some known drug dealer who apparently wasn't even bout shit so he was an easy target ..

I turned the radio up driving down the road heading to Da house and then we were both going to pick up Mar but I wanted to talk to Da privately first .

I made my way to Da's house and shot him a text stating I was outside , it took him less than a minute to come outside and get in the car .

He got in and dapped me up before I started speaking .

"You think we can trust Mar ?" I stated blankly

"Honestly .. I think so yea.. We done known the nigga for years and he ain't never tried no flukey shi" Da said shrugging

"Why? You feel like we can't trust him assum?" He asked glancing over at me

"Nahh it ain't that its just he seem so money hungry ... Like he willing to do ANYTHING for it type shii ." I replied

"Well he ain't ever really had shit so I get it ya feel me ? Ion think it's nothing to worry about though ." Da spoke

I nodded before continuing heading over to Mar house.

Da was right , Mar ain't ever did shit to either of us but something just felt off about him lately , I was just gone keep my eye on em though .

We finally made it Mar house where we sat in the car and discussed the plan further .

"Aight so the nigga name is Tylil Barlowe but he known as TB -" I started but was interrupted by Mar smacking his lips .

"Fuck type of last name is Barlowe .." Mar chuckled

"He some rich school boy who come from a good family and sells drugs to the white kids on the upper east side .." I stated shrugging

"Word on the street is he ain't bout shit , so we don't have to worry bout having a target on our backs after we take his money ." I spoke up again

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