Historias de Hjg

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trill pov: i was at my house whit the gang and i seen a blue car pull up websaid at the same time why the fuck u got on blue bitch we where all black over here dat nigga pulled out a gun and bfore he started pull it out we emty clips i called the cuc clean up crew and they got them pooh pov:bruhh i cant belive this nigga camw up here whit blue that was a crip i knew that shit man we supose to be making a drop to them trill and me so we comming thight we gone get the squaddd and come black truc ks and spray at deez niggas

11:26 p.m New York City Community Hospital The nurse rushed down the corridor, her white coat flapping behind her as she dashed passed several nurses and other doctors at the hospital. A boy has recently been brought in, having a deadly reaction to a shot of whisky. She looked to her side to see the doctor she was looking for, Doctor Emmet. "Doctor! Doctor Emmet, sir! There's a boy in the e.r in need of you're help!" Emmet turned from his desk and nodded as he dashed behind her towards the room. He got inside, gloves on as he got the the boy, dried vomit and blood on his blue button down. He looked to the three others there. One kept him strained down as the other two checked a screen showing his heart, becoming weaker and shriveled up quickly. He grabbed the tranquilizer and prepared it as suddenly the nurse screamed. He turned to do the same, a ball of yellows light expanding through the room. "Holy shit!" Emmet yelled, getting up to see dangling wires from above them

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