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Y/N and Zion were in the corner in a heated conversation. Both of their faces angry, Zion's nostrils flared, Y/N's fist clenched.
"I don't understand why the fuck you're mad," Zion rolled his eyes at the girl.
"You don't understand?" Y/N asked in disbelief, "Forget it dude. I'm fucking leaving," Y/N went to turn around and walk out the house, but Zion grabbed her forearm.
"No you ain't. What the fucks your problem."
"My fucking problem is you grabbing up on other bitches after you just cuddle me and kissed up on me two hours ago. That's what the fuck my problem is," Y/N put her finger in Zion's face.
"It ain't eve-."
"Nah. I'm done talking to your ass," Y/N turned around and started to mumble.
