Jay p.o.v
Me and cordae jumped to the sound of Nahmirs side door opening
Cordae: nick is that you
Me; it's probably his mama
Us; hey mrs Santana
Nyron: wrong its me you dummies
Cordae looked him up and down and went back to his phone
Nyron: you gonna do me like that iight bet
Me: sup lil nigga where yo been at
Nyron: living my life having fun
Cordae: doing what gettin yo dick wet
Nyron: maybe
He headed to the front door and Dymond walked in
Dymond: Aw now you decided to take up tutoring again
Nyron: can we hurry this up I got places to be love
Me: hey Dymond
Dymond: oh hey y'all..where's Nahmir
Cordae; getting food
She went to the living room with nyron
Me: cordae whatchu think gonna happen when he come in the house
Cordae: probably a fight..or one of them gonna leave
Me: probably
End p.o.v
Cordae p.o.v
Nahmir came back with some subway
Nahmir: I thought you didn't wanna come back to our house
Dymond: I thought you wasn't worried about me
Me: whooa
Jay: can we have our food please
He gave us our food and then he put his food in the fridge
Nahmir: who fucking Gucci fanny pack is this (grabs fanny pack)
Us: your brothers
Nahmir looked at nyron and nyron looked at Nahmir with a smirk
Nyron: sup bitch
Nahmir: you got a nice bag right here
Nyron: yeah chris bought it for me
He went doing his work with Dymond and Nahmir ran upstairs with the pack
Jay: come on Dae
Me: I don't want no parts..I just wanna eat my food
...can't believe they got my ass upstairs in the bathroom
Nahmir: this bag bout fake ass fuck look
Jay: nigga yes it is..so what you finna do with it
Nahmir: bleach it the fuck
Me: you sure
He bleached it and hid it and went back downstairs like nothing happened
End p.o.v