Keith and woody was inside of the shop putting stuff off. Bryshere and Zoe was watching them. Bryshere lit his blunt and sat on the hood of his car.
Woody: Keith did you lock the door
Keith: of course
He put the key in his pocket and they started walking
Woody: aye where you get that watch from
Keith: uh I think from my dad I-
Bryshere: wassup my niggas
Woody turned around with his fist bald up
Woody: you wanna get yo ass beat again bryshere
Keith giggled a little
Bryshere: ha ha very funny but I wanna ask y'all something
Keith: what is it
Bryshere: y'all wanna run a train on this hoe real quick
Woody: nigga what
Bryshere: I'll give y'all five grand even
Woody: five grand you say hmm
Keith slapped woody on his neck
Keith: sorry but no
Bryshere: aw come on Keith we already know you out here slanging ya dick for some money
Woody; bro what the hell are you talking about
Bryshere: ask ya boy
End
Woody p.o.v
This awkward silence is getting on my nerves
Me: Keith
Keith: hmm
He looked at me
Me; what he said back there-
Keith: it ain't true iight
Me: iight bruh
I feel like he's telling the truth but i dont know
End p.o.v
