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HOODLIFE CRISIS. | ANJELIA'S POV DATE | TIME :MONDAY, AUGUST 29th 2022 | 3:28 AM. LOCATION : ANJELIA'S BLOCK, SUGAR HILL.
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"MAMI GON' KILL you for having me out so late." i speak into the quiet car as the man double parks the car, hitting the hazard lights to start the steady blinking. my father looks at me and shakes his head gently, "i hit her up earlier and told her i needed you for a job, it's okay. you should prolly turn yo phone back on though." i shrug, looking down in my lap to see my black glock sat heavy on my thighs.
after a few moments i sigh heavily, reaching in front of me and popping open the glove compartment to pull my phone out before placing a carful hand on my piece. dad stops me, a quick hand on my arm before i could put the piece away. "take it upstairs witchu." and i look at the man like he's lost his goddamn mind, reaching up to my head to adjust the folded up ski mask.
"if my muva sees this shit in my room i think she'll actually murder you. plus i got friends that come in and out of my house regularly, what do i say if someone sees it???" the man shrugs, shaking his head gently. "listen i got a bad feeling about even dropping you off right now. take the gun. i'll be damned if i get that call one day anjelia."
