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"Suh we cyah be friends?" I asked sounding desperate
"Goodnight rico" she flashed me a smile before going inside
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JOVANNI JOHVANTAE MONTELL | 20
Sometimes yaffi be imperfectly perfect...Me a the perfect example
"Yeah, a it this" din din says sniffing the coke with a broad smirk on his face as I watch the others closely
Looking at the bags of money infront of me, I looked up at Romano whose standing behind the money with his guards lined out
"I see you're not with company" his says through his thick itialian accent, Scanning the room his eyes when from din din to dada and back to me every time
Nuh need nuh entourage back a mi
Looking at his guards behind him I looked up at him while I took a puff of my weed. Flicking the bottom of my spliff I kept silent listening to everything that was in reach of my hearing
"So we have a deal or not?" He asks, eyes set on me but I looked over at dada who was already looking at me
"Wul' on nuh white bwoy" dada says earning a slight chuckle from din din, taking out three money counters he placed them on the table and gesture them to walk forward
Watching as his guards step forward slowly, they placed the bags onto the table keeping thier eyes on us, unzipping the bag all types of usd currency greeted my eyes and a smirked formed on my face
...Now them a talk
Placing the first stack of money into the counter I kept fiddling with my gun as I kept my eyes on Romano specifically
Hearing my phone ping I ignored whatever it was keeping my attention on my weed and what I was doing
"Sorry about your father, sad you haven't gotten any revenge yet" he said and my jaw clenched in the mentioning of my father
Turning my head across the room I saw that they are halfway through counting the money. While the machine is running thier also counting by hand
Fiddling with my lighter I blinked three times, watching all his guards fall to the floor he tried to run but dada grabbed him but his shirt
"What's this about?" He asked, holding his hands up and I chuckled humorously
"Yuh did deh there" I spoke calmly, taking the picture I had with my dad from my pockets I watched as his face drained and filled with fear
Wul' a dem a pussy
Watching as dada pushed him to his knees he feel infront of me, outing my spliff in the palm of his hands he groaned but I ignored it
