Chapter Two

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>Her and Angels Apartment

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>Her and Angels Apartment

"Is she here?"

"She's out at the moment, but she'll be back soon enough." I opened the door wider.

"Cool. I got time. Y'all cmon." He said behind him.

I looked to see Mikko, Corey and Organs coming in behind him. They waved, while he mugged.

Why tf did he bring these niggas to my place?

"They was with me while I was out, so they all came." He shrugged.

"Shoes at the door." I stated. Mikko smacked his teeth, Corey laughed, but followed, and the rude ass nigga took a seat on the couch.

"You don't hear me talking to you?"

"Bitch, shut tf up. You talk too much."

"You can get yo rude ass out my apartment. And, my name is ZURI." I yelled.

"Nigga done met his match." Mikko joked.

"I don't give af. Stop talking to me."

"Aye B. Chill out." Door dash finally wanted to speak.

"What you got to eat? I'm starving." He started to walk to my refrigerator. I continue to mug Organs.

I should've kicked his ass out.

"I made some steaks earlier, so knock yourself out." I pointed. Mikko and Corey jumped up running into the kitchen too.

"Can you cook?" Mikko looked at me. I nodded.

"Oh yeah, she really can tho." Dash agreed.

"We finna see." Corey mumbled.

He always talk low?

"You always talk so low?" I laughed at him.

"That's just me. I ain't loud." He said at the same volume.

Nigga, I can't hear you.

"It's a mental thing." Dash crunched on potatoes.

"Nigga, they mashed. What tf are you crunching?" Mikko shook his head.

"Man, you know my teeth fcked up." He mugged.

"He still ain't get that fixed?" Mikko laughed.

"What happened to his teeth?"

I was curious.

"Let's just say, one of the "clients" had one good swing." Mikko laughed loudly, and that pissed off Dash.

"And that nigga, is why he's dead. They don't call me Bullet fa nothing." He spoke loudly.

They argued while I went and sat on my couch.

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