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Valentino's pov

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Valentino's pov.

It was good. It was very good.

It made me feel like I was gone. I was watching myself do stuff in third person. Just crazy.

ValentinOh
Can I have four more?

Not.Nyel
Of course.
@?

I send him my address and he doesn't respond but I'm assuming he's coming. I impatiently lay on the couch as I wait for him to come.

The TV is playing and the smell of the food I just cooked is still in the air. After about an hour, there's a knock at my door.

I jump up and open it quickly. "Took you long enough." I mumble annoyed at this tall ass nigga whose eyes are wide for some reason.

"Damn did you even look trough the peephole?" He asks shocked, "I want my pills." I speak.

"Aight chill. Where my money at?" He asks me. I turn to get the money from one of my jackets hanging next to the door.

"You want five? I don't have any change." He looks down at the money. I nod and hand him the money.

He hesitantly takes it looking up into my eyes. "I only got two." He then says handing back some of the money.

"What?- do you have anything else?" I ask irritated. He shakes his head and takes out a small bag, then he gently grabs my hand to hold it out infront of him.

He pours two into my palm and I look at the full bag of pills confused. "You fucking with me right?" I ask kissing my teeth.

"This is reserved." He explains, "I'll just get this from somebody else then." I have no idea what this is but I'm sure Sayla knows someone who can help out.

Sayla always hooks me up with new stuff.

"You'on need five pills. Two is too much." This nigga is pissing me off so bad. His deep voice, his height and his buff body should scare me but I don't care about the fact that he could kill me.

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