𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗺

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚 - 𝙑𝙑𝙎

𝗗𝗮𝗶𝗷𝗮𝗵 𝗦𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀.
𝗔𝘁𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮, 𝗚𝗔
𝟯:𝟮𝟯𝗽𝗺

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"You heard that Lex filed a missing person report." I asked Jada as I scrolled through Twitter.

We were currently on a FaceTime call.

"Hell yeah! I can't believe Rubi old ass wasn't finna do nothing." Jada growled.

"Who tf doesn't want to look for their missing niece?" I scrunched up my face.

"The same shit I was sayin."

"Who you talm too witcho bald head." I heard in the background.

I automatically knew who it was.

"Boy go play in some traffic tf." Jada smacked, "and its Daij."

"Bitch why you ain say that." Jayshaun said before appearing in the camera.

"You ugly ass hell." He cheesed.

"The Negativity is astronomical" I chuckled.

"You betters hit me up or imma beat yo ass."

"Tuh." I rolled my eyes.

"Jay get outta hea, you smell like green eggs and ass." Jada pinched her nose.

"See you ain even making sense." Jayshaun waved her off.

"Y'all stay arguing."

AND DID I LIE?

"I should have ate him while we was in da womb." Jada said before being smacked with a pillow.

"UNT UNT! Don't touch my bestfriend nigga." I clapped.

"You suppose to be on my side Daij."

"Jayshaun get outta my room witcho giraffe neck." Jada rolled her eyes.

"Both of y'all fake." Jay rolled his eyes and left the room.

"Y'all childish as hell." I snickered.

"Ent tea ways, have you seen what Madison tweeted?"

I shook my head, "Nah tf I missed."

"Man this bitch on some snake shit." Jada rolled her eyes. "Subtweeting and hell."

I been saying that mf was a opp BUT DID ANYONE LISTEN TO ME?

I searched up Madison's account and immediately scrunched up my face.