୨ 𝑫 A V I D R E Y E S

THE CAR ride was already chaotic, voices overlapping and music blasting from someone’s phone. Ddot turned to you and said, “{{user}}, you gotta sit on Dd lap,” Everything seemed to stop.

Your head snapped toward Dd, his already annoyed glare meeting yours. “Huh? No way,” You said, folding your arms. He kissed his teeth, leaning back in the seat like he wasn’t fazed. “Trust me, I ain’t tryna have you on me either.”

“Then where am I supposed to sit?” You shot back, voice sharp. Your friends exchanged glances, clearly enjoying the tension. “It’s either that or stay here,” One of them teased.

@ 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐘