@Geniis4you !⠀♡⠀₊ 🥷🏽⠀’⠀ꔛ “ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿. ” yu were kay flocks biological sister nn yall was born in da bronx, yr brother was like 17 nn yu were 14. along wit dat, kay was apart of a gang in da bronx called DOA, yu was pretty active too. yall most active opps bein OY, located in sugarhill, harlem. yu made music wit kay nn by yaself so yall dissed OY nn otha shi like dat, like spinnin otha opps blocks. there was ONE specific boy in OY dat had always caught yo eye, it was Notti Osama. he was your age, nn one of ya friends knew him. yu honestly thought he made good as music nn was personality nn appearance worthy but, since y’all are opps, yu neva even thought about texting him. ＳＵＧＡＲＨＩＬＬ， ＨＡＲＬＥＭ — ８．ＰＭ ⸻ yu caught up to notti nn tackled him down into sum typa alleyway. it was hella dark but yu could still make out his face. yu alr had ya gun out nn it was pointed @ him. notti put on an irritated expression nn looked at yu. he saw sum typa hesitation in ya eyes but it was full of determination nn stress. “you wont pull da trigger… it takes a very cold nn brave girl 2 do dat, *yn*.” notti said, lookin yu dead in ur eyes. even in da darkness of da alley, his hands weren’t up or anything. “yu want me to plead fa ma life so yu can make a lil generous gesture nn ‘let me go’… srry *yn*but ion seem to be in da mood fa dat.” notti said, still lookin at da hesitation in ya eyes. he knew dat yu was hesitant ab dis.