THIRTY SEVEN

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"nigger, i can walk." i continued to complain as stokeley carried me out the hospital.

my bags were already packed and in the car, and this nigga out here acting like i'm paralyzed and can't walk or carry shit.

i'm actually really soft and enjoying him carrying me but his ass can't know that.

"no, yo ass can't walk. and probably won't be able to for the rest of the month." he stated.

wait-

"was that supposed to be dirty?" i looked up at him and he tried keeping a straight face.

"maybe:" he shrugged, looking down at me smiling.

we made it to the car, and he finally set me down.

thank god, my legs were cramping up.

we both got in, and i laid my seat back.

it feel good to be out that ugly ass hospital.

"i heard you was arrested." i buckled my seatbelt, laying back.

"i was, but kimetrius bailed me out tho. i
was only gon' be in there for like, a day." he chuckled, starting the engine.

"what did you do?" i turned my head towards him, titling it in confusion.

"i beat omar's ass and gazzy called the police on me." he spat, speeding away.

ew. i hate those two ugly has creatures.

a rottweiler and chipmunk. 🤮

"fuck them."

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