Imagine christan combs is in a shoot out right now
Christan:*yelling* MY NIGGA JUST GIVE MY SHIT AND WE'LL BE GOOD BIG FELLA
guy#1:FUCK YOU MANE I DON'T HAVE 15 KILOS
Christan:THEN YOU DEAD MY DUDE
Christan's crew takes the guy and take him to a building
Meanwhile Jordan Is at home wondering where he is at she keeps calling him and calling him
Christan ignores her call and he takes the gun and loads it
Christan:where my money and the supplies mane
Guy:*spits at christan's feet* FUCK YOU
he pistol whips him
Christan:you shouldn't have done that my dude
The guy holds his face
Christan shoots him in the shoulder
The guy screams it's in the truck in a suitcase
Christan looks at the guys and they go to get it
At home
Jordan is wondering where he is at
Its 10 at night and they were supposed to have a movie night
Christan wraps up the drug deal and he goes home he washes his hands and changed his clothes
He goes home and he sees Jordan sitting on the couch
Jordan:where have you been
Christian:*yelling* DAMM JORDAN CAN I GET A HEY HOW YOU DOING
Jordan:sorry... I was just wanting to know where you were
Christan:busy
Jordan:doing what
Christian:Jordan I don't have time to be arguing with you right now
Jordan:arguing...aint nobody trying to argue with you I was worried and why the Fuck is your arm bleeding
Christian:*looks down and sees that he was shot in his arm* it's nothing baby
Jordan:baby?!?! You have bloody foot prints on the floor what is this
Christan:nothing baby calm down
Christan goes upstairs and takes a shower and the bag near the door and his phone on the table his phone rings
It's his friend on the phone
I'll make up a name
Santos:aye christan mane the drop we made was 25k to Mario
Jordan:drop?!?
Santos:oh shit aye Jordan where christan at
Jordan:in the shower...what drop were you talking about
Santos:Jordan sweetie you gone have to talk to christan about that that's not my place to say nothing
Santos hangs up the phone and waits for christan
While waiting she looks through the bag
Christan comes down stairs and clears his throat
Christan:curiosity killed the cat huh?!?
Jordan:*looks at him on disbelief* you're a...a drug dealer
Christan:I wouldn't put it like that
Jordan:is that what drop made yall 25k
Christian:yo how the fuck you know about the drop j
Jordan:Santos thought I was you and he said it so answer my question
Christan:*whispers* damn Santos ...baby yes I'm a drug dealer
Jordan:*pushes him* you know that's illegal baby you can go to jail for a long time baby you can get killed
Christan:I've been doing this since I was 12 baby you gotta chill I ain't got killed yet
Jordan:why you doing you got enough money
Christan:i didn't before and I don't have time to depend on my parents baby
Jordan:baby this is dangerous
Christan:i know and I know I'll get caught one day so I gotta ask you this question
Jordan:what?!?!
Christan:join me
Jordan:what?!?!
Christan:if me and the boys get caught we need you to fall back on
Jordan:I don't know baby
Christan:please baby for us
Jordan:*goes silent*
Christan looks at her
Jordan:*shakes her head indicating yes*
Christan:that's my baby...we got a drop tonight you in
Jordan:yes
Christan:alright wear all black and I'll get you a gun
Jordan goes into the room and puts on all black pants a crop top and some black and grey Jordans
Christan comes out with guns and chains and 4 gym backs
Christan:you ready
Jordan:as ready as I'll ever be
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