𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐈𝐗

ᴠᴏᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ

𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐫 "𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐚" 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧

"Can I come over and talk ta you later?" I asked Desire on facetime as I sat on my bed.

"Umm, sure ian doin nun right now." She replied.

"I missed yo ass." I said and smirked but she just gave me a blank stare.

She ain't playin wit me.

"Stop Nasir."

"You ain't miss me?" I asked and she shook her head.

"You's a lie. That's cap." I told her.

"Boy how you gon tell me?" She laughed.

"Desire stop playin so damn much." I mugged her.

"How am I playing?" She asked as she stifled a laugh.

I hung up. She called again, now she was the one mugging.

"Fuck u do that for?" She asked and I shrugged.

"You're annoying." She said.

"Yo ass like it tho." I retorted and that shut her up right quick.

"Exactly, that's what I thought."

"Boy bye. Why don't you come over now?" She asked slowly and I smirked.

"Whatchu smirking for?" She stank faced me.

"Know what, just for that, ian coming."

"How you gone "come" if we ain't even fucked yet?" She asked and busted out laughing making me mug her.

"Desire, you ain't funny."

"I kinda am, but forreal getcho ass over hea right now."

"Yes ma'am." We said our goodbyes and I hung up and got dressed.

I got to her house faster than I thought since she lived closer to Meech. They all didn't know about Desire, they only knew of her.

I knocked on her door and waited for about 2 minutes before she opened it, with her usual straight face.

"Wassup." I said and hugged her.