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❝ 𝐘𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐘𝐍 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐔𝐏 ❞ dd calls out from his room. all of her friends who were at the kitchen island eating their breakfast shot her a confused look at the aggressiveness in dd's tone. londyn just shrugs it off, grabbing her frappe and her phone and heading into dd's room.
as soon as she enters, dd roughly slams the door behind her causing her to shoot him a look. she could tell the boy was mad but she wasn't sure what for. she hadn't done anything wrong. she tosses her phone onto dd's bed before sitting down on the edge of it.
"unt unt, pass me that." he says pointing at her phone. she furrows her eyebrows but picks it up and hands it to him anyway.
"londyn unlock it."
"for what?" she asks, genuinely confused about what he could possibly be getting so aggressive with her about.
"londyn bro, don't play wit me right now. i look dumb to you? unlock your fucking phone before i break it." he says, nearly yelling at this point. she snatches it out of his hand, quickly types in her passcode, and hands it back.
"what the fuck are you mad about?" she mugs him as he clicks and scrolls, completely ignoring her.
"hello. that's a question my nigga. what's your problem?"
