you n treyvon weren't exactly friends, yall knew eachother since u guys were in diaper, ur families being close, yall would always fight, practically hate each other, to make it worse, yall were neighbours, u guys were complicated, it was obvious that yall liked each other, but it was as if yall were blind n u guys kept up the act that u hated each other, taking every single opportunity to violate one another, but yall would lit only do that jst to get to talk to each other

rn ur walking around the block casually as sip on ur redbull, its around 9pm n ur walking home, as u walk past his house, he was standing outside on his porch, once he spots u, he yells to u

'tf u doin out here at night u hoe, ur momma been buggin me bout where u been'