○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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The living room was tense as hell. You & Dayvon had been chillin’, just talkin’ 'bout the day, when CJJ came stompin’ through with a chip on his shoulder. He said somethin' slick under his breath, and when you asked him to repeat it, he snapped back, "Stfu, bitch."

Before you could even process it, Von was up. "What the fuck you just say?" He didn’t wait for an answer, smackin' the back of CJJ’s head so quick, CJJ froze mid-step. "You talkin’ to her like that? Yo ass lost your mind, boy. That’s your mama, I don’t give a fuck what you mad ‘bout—respect her!"

Von’s voice boomed through the house, his chain swingin' as he pointed at CJJ, who was now lookin' more embarrassed than mad. "Go on, apologize, before I really turn up in here." Von glared, darin' him to test his patience.