in which kentrell figures out a way to cheer up an sad rodrick despite them still being on lockdown.
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OMNISCIENT
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RODRICK PULLED UP, to his apartment complex and turned his car off before grabbing his phone, seeing Kentrell texted him. A kool-aid smile graced his face as he read the little messages.
kenny🧸💚
hurry up and come back mane, i miss u
kenny🧸💚
i feel like a fuckin' babysitter bein' here with all these niggas😡 they childish fr
kenny🧸💚
save me baby😩
kenny🧸💚
hollon cause joe just broke my damn lamp tryin' to be batman .. ima whoop his musky ass
Rodrick laughed as he locked the phone and placed the device into his pocket before getting out the car, locking the doors and trudging over to the staircase.
He hated coming back home sometimes and his neighbors were the reason but he had to since all the clothes the smaller packed were running low, not liking to stay over at other people's house without multiple clothing.
Taking the steps one by one due to short limbs. He soon made it to the top and walked until stopping at his correct door, apartment number six.
Reaching to pull out his keys but the letter that was presented in-front of orbs made him freeze and drop them onto the ground, a slight 'clink' noise sounding off when hitting the floor.
The eviction notice letters were in big bold black font and it took everything in him not to pass out at that exact moment when he saw the date written beside the landlords name.
3/18/20
The man has been at Kentrell's for a couple of days and didn't decide to come back until today to pack another bag.
He was already months behind on payments and after only getting extensions so many times, the tenant began to grow irritated with the man.
And was over his shit.
He wanted him gone immediately.
Tears pooled into his eyes as he snatched the paper off the entry and bit down onto his lip harshly to suppress the sob that wanted so bad to leave his throat, bending down at the knees. He picked up his keys and found the correct one before making his way inside not bothering to shut the door.
Marching straight to his bedroom with his face frowned deeply. Knowing the note had to be sitting for a couple of days and now everybody probably knew his business.
He didn't like that at all.
After stuffing his bag with shorts, tanks, socks and sweatpants. Rodrick left the space briskly after locking the door. Only having one idea in mind.
He wiped the tears away with the back of his hand but they kept coming while jogging down the staircase and over to his vehicle, unlocking it and flinging his duffel bag inside.
