chapter 2

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Kat

"ugh finally," I said seeing it was time for me to clock out. Tonight the club was packed and busy as fuck, so i had to stay longer than usual.

I didn't want to go home right away plus i was starving so I guess I'll go to McDonald's. As i was walking out to my car i saw the same man that kept glimpsing at me earlier.

"Fuck" i whispered as i noticed that my car was right next to his. I hope he's not a weirdo or anything cause it's too early for anyone bull shit.

"aye" I heard someone say but i decided to ignore them. "aye," the person said again and I continued walking. "bitch I know you hear me calling yo ass."

I'm already not in the fucking mood and mfs already trying me this fucking early.

"my name, not no fucking aye, so why would i answer to you," i said turning around. "Well if i knew your name i probably would've said it, dickhead," he said walking towards me.

i don't even know you man, what dee fuck do you want." now my accent coming out cause this nigga blowing me. "I was just trying to tell yo theodore from alvin and the chipmunk looking ass yo fucking air pods dropped, but ight bitch be rude," he said walking back to his car shaking his head. "It's always the immigrants," one of his friends said laughing.

"thank you, i didn't mean to-", "its cool" he said driving off, well damn tf

i ain't even get his name.


Hi peasants, im actually gonna stop procrastinating and finish this book. don't worry it's abt to start getting ghetto, period as thee fuck- blessed

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