Sophomore Year

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She got the cutest smile, omg. Excuse the errors, enjoy your episode...

"I'm sick and tired of your shit!" Gina scowled, slamming her fists on the table. "You're so mean, and you're... You're just so mean."

Denise rolled her eyes, thinking to herself—arguing again? Just go out already!

Rodney laughed, stuffing his face with fries.

Kendrick leaned back, with his arms crossed. Silence lingered, as Gina waited for a response but the smirk on his face made her even more angrier.

"You're sitting here, acting like you don't give a fuck... You know what, fuck you." She muttered.

"When baby?" Kendrick puckered his lips.

Seeing that her friend, was on the verge of blowing up. Denise wanted to resolve the issue, or at least try to calm her down. She tried to grabbed her hand. "Okay, Gina I think we should just go to the bathroom..."

Gina snatched away from Denise, and stood up looking down at a seated, smirking Kendrick. "You fucking with the wrong one."

"No, mama. You fucking with the wrong one." Kendrick pointed directly at her. He fixed himself to stand up, because if she wanted to make a scene he was going to be the star of the movie.

"Nah!" Gina points her finger at his chest, looking up at him. "You too busy wanting to fuck every bitch you come in contact with—"

A Couple Hours Earlier...

"Come on bruh!"

"This is so annoying!"

"Get a real job, fucking bum!"

Rodney let Kendrick yap on and on. He discarded his insults, knowing that Kendrick is in his feelings, being that he's been blasting The Weeknd's old songs over and over again, while burying his emotions in his studies.

In Kendrick's defense this is the third time someone has knocked on their dorm to retrieve their food that they had ordered.

"Get out ya feelings pussy." Rodney sneered, after closing the door. "One more person is coming to pick up their food, so you can stop all that crying."

Kendrick gave him a death glare, before putting his headphones in to continue his FaceTime call with his sister.

Rodney grabbed his bonnet and stepped in the bathroom.

"I'm so over college bruh." He mumbles.

"Who you telling, sis?" Karmen chuckles, as she scribbled her notes in her journal. She's studying for a test. "But, what's wrong? You seem gloomy."

Kendrick untied his durag, before glancing down at his textbook. "I'm over these bitches."

Karmen laughed. "You talking about the shorty you was talking nasty with when—"

"Alright, alright. Shut up." Kendrick says. "I'm gonna' fucking hang up on you dawg."

Karmen continued to laugh. "What?"

"Anytime I try to vent to you, you don't listen."

"Stop crying, and get a new shorty Kenny boy." Karmen encourages. "I'm sure, it's not hard for you."

"You know what! Ima' call Kathleen, because you don't take anything serious. Bruh, I'm real live sad."

Karmen laughed harder, as Kendrick kissed his teeth.