𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗧.
Devante knew what he wanted to do and he wanted to do it now. He didn't give a damn about what anyone else thought. 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒅. He moved the gun toward the guy's chest and stared in the guy's eyes. He gripped the gun harder and press down on the trigger as he mouthed the word 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒚𝒆. ' Yooo, what...