𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝗥𝗢𝗬𝗖𝗘 " 𝗥𝗢𝗬 " 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗦
Location : Harlem, New York City
Date + Time : November 16th, 4:35 p.m.
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HEARING LOUD BANGS ON the front door, Riley placed the baked ziti pan down onto the counter quietly. Nobody ever came banging on the door unless it was Prince running from something he started or Jakari but they would usually text her to let her know. The house smelled of the cooked food as Riley heard her father cursing to himself in the bathroom. He had barged in the house late night smelling of whiskey, tequila and beer. As much trauma he put them through, Riley would always open the door for him no matter the circumstances.

Walking to the front door, her only guess was that the cops had finally found out who were stealing cars all across the city but since they were so careful with it, she couldn't believe it could be them either. Getting closer to the door, she tiptoed over as she hit her foot on one of Rome's metal toys — letting out a small hiss.

" OPEN THE DOOR BRO. NIGGAS KNOW YOU IN THERE ". Jerking her head back, she knew it wasn't the police now but couldn't help but to question who was at her door. Riley still didn't want to open it though just in case her brother Jakari had pissed the wrong niggas off. Riley had arrived at the peephole before looking through it and seeing Mir and his friend standing there looking like he was about to blow up like a bomb from being mad. She knew Mir knew where she lived but why bring this angry ass boy to her door, she couldn't help but to think.

Mir was in the back just looking down at his phone as Riley huffed lowly. Placing her hand onto the knob, she pulled the door open looking confused before a hand grasped onto her shirt, balling it up and pushing Riley back into her own apartment. Holding onto the boys arm, she tried to pull him off of her but as frail as he was, he was too strong " Let me go, what the fuck is ya problem ". He clenched his jaw before staring at her with angry eyes " No, you and ya siblings the ones that stole my FUCKIN' WHIP ".

Side eyeing him, Riley heard her house door close as she looked back at Mir who seemed to be shaking his head, tired of the brownskin boys antics " Let her go bro, what if she ain't steal it ? You parked a hellcat on a back block ". Nodding her head up and down sneakily, she stared up at Saint's face. He still had a mug plastered but she knew that he wasn't scaring nobody " Why you think I stole your car ? I don't even know you and what I gotta steal from you for ? I'm actually offended you think so lowly of me ".

Saint let out a deep breath before turning back to look at Mir and then Riley which made her raise her hands playfully " She playing with my character Mir like her sister ain't leave her pink keychain outside on the ground with the broken glass. Now if I report that shit as stolen, you still gonna act tough ? ". Sucking her teeth, Riley pulled herself from out of his grasp " I don't know what you're talking about ", she muttered.

Riley wasn't even mad that he found out, she was more mad at the fact that Sanai was dumb enough to not check her surroundings for anything. That's the one thing she always told them when they started doing these car missions and she never had a slip up until now. Although it's gonna spark another argument, she's not doing no more car heists until she gets her shit together because if this was anyone else, they all would've went down for the crime.