Chres is slammed in to a chair , with tape over his mouth , it smells like fritos & booty .
* light flipped on *
?? :
look her bitch ass nigga , where the fuck is my daughter ? I know you know her !
Chres : mumble muble .
Your dad takes the tape of Chres mouth ,
chres : nigga yo 99¢ tape . I don't know who you talking about .
YD : Yes the fuck you do , tell me where she is or I'll kill you .
chres : you won't kill me .
YD :* pull out gun * say I won't .
chres : you won't .
YD :POWWWWW ..
note : hahaha I left y'all with a hangerrrrrrr . It's 1:32am & I'm sleepy , I'll update tommorow . gn .
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