#stargcrl

i swear to GOD-

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“I already told you that I ain’t in the mood to go out.” He dismisses it no matter how she tries to insinuate him to go, a brief chuckle leaving his lips as he fully comes down the steps. “I already got my du-rag on. We ain’t goin’ nowhere.” ( @stargcrl )

EMERALD: and were you in my room last night again?

HASSAN: hurry up too cuz marz bouta act a whole fool n i aint bout it

“You doubtin’ me then you can get the fuck out wit’cho pussy ass, honestly. I’on do no damn favors anyway, fuck you questionin’ my credibility for?” She’d been used to the treatment, sure, but it didn’t make Izidora any less irritated. People who were supposedly higher up on the food chain always came to her after hours — whether it’s the witchcraft, or the fact that she could knife someone in plain sight and still get blood washed off of her hands to sleep at night. But whenever they did, it came with doubts, and Izi didn’t make room for doubts. “You eitha’ wan’ my help or you don’t. Make yo’ fuckin’ mind up, ‘cause I got shit to do an’ bills to pay and I ain’ tryna waste no time on no wishy-washy ass muh’fucka, g.” ( @stargcrl )

       there weren’t many people in the club yet, and those that were staying to the far edges of the room. not bold enough to converge in the middle, or knew exactly what was about to go down. “just take ‘em out now before more people show up. get one of the girls to give ‘em a ‘lap dance’ in the back, turn the music up, and blow their brains out. why is this such a big deal?” sonora asked, venom laced in her tone as she heatedly whispered across the bar to the ‘bartender’ of the night. the one who had requested her presence at the seedy club in the first place. her reputation was well known through the gang. while she could be a bit reckless, not give thought to any of the consequences — but she got shit done. “if you need me to do it we need to do it now. i’ve got a date and you’re not about to fuck that up for me,” she continued, the warning clear in her tone as she glared at the person across from her before her gaze swivled to the front door, noting the steady stream of people entering. a flash of familiar hair caught her attention, the menacing look she had on her face melting into a neutral one in a matter of seconds. “you lost your chance. if you fuck this up and i have to fix it for you i will end you.” with that, sonora stepped away from the bar, a smile gracing her features as she stepped up to the woman she’d been eyeing, letting her gaze slide down her body in clear appreciation. “someone came dressed to impress. you look beautiful, babe.”

No.