"Yes Y/N?" Dinah sighed, already breaking what Camila had asked her to do.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Now stop texting and calling me"
"But-" Dinah ended the call as she began driving.
*ding*
You: Dinah just because you ask me to stop going something doesn't mean I will.
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*ding*
You: this is high school all over again.
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*ding*
You: you used me.
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*ding*
You: you fucking hoe
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*ding*
You: I should've never texted you back.
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Dinah: no, you should've never dated that crazy ass hoe.
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You: Camila?
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You: what happened ?
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You: Dinah ??
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You: HELLO.
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You: fuckk
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A/N I have nOooOo idea what's gon happen.
