Tinashe was just sitting on her bed when she got a phone call from Rob. Rob is screaming and crying on the phone..
Tinashe: umm who is this
Rob: Rob
Tinashe: Roooob who
Rob: rob from 2 weeks ago
Tinashe: oooh..what's wrong
Rob: h h he's dead
Tinashe: Bryan's dead- I just talked to him yesterday
Rob: and August killed him
Tinashe: when did this-
Rob: It happened one a.m. ..he killed ya boyfriend
The phone hung up
Tinashe: hello..Rob!!
Tinashe: what the fuck
She called up chance
Chance: waddup T
Tinashe: umm what did you do last night
Chance: me, August and some of my niggas went to the club
Tinashe: annnnd
Chance: well that nigga August had to leave for work
Tinashe: what time he dip
Chance: one something in the morning
She hung up the phone
Tinashe: dammmn why is this shit adding up
Nah nah I'm must be tripping that's what tinashe thought
End
Kiya p.o.v
(Laughs) guurl nooo
Me: you believing someone that called you a hoe
Tinashe: what noo
She came out of her kitchen with some wine glasses
Me: mhmm
Tinashe: anyway he said this nigga killed Darrin
I choked on my red wine and looked at her
Me: first of all August and them don't know y'all
Tinashe: true and-
Me: and you fucked him like maybe three or-
Tinashe: heyyy heyy!!
Me: I mean I was- okay
She gave me a mean mug and went back sipping her cup
End p.o.v
