Got a deco story but don't feel like typing it out to get last posted. Eh well I'm bored

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Soph year of college me and the homies are at some house party and we run into this chick we'd met before. Aint really know her well or nothing but she was deco

. So she's lit and starts pushing on me hard. Like she blocking me from the g I'm trying to spit at the other females there and I'm not really feeling her anyway

. So she in my grill asking me to take her home and I catch a skrong whiff of the vodka breath

and gotta tell her to step off. Leave the party a while later and see her stumbling home with my roommate B. Nikka look at me like

. So he smash and shorty (name was Tracy but we called her T-Rolla) starts coming through the crib at all sorts of evil hours and it get to the point that I don't even leave the room no more

(was 5 of us in a coach house and me and B shared a room).
This is standard college stuff. Until I see this broad walking round campus with another ninja. Why's this matter? Cuz its a dude I went to HS with. A cat that still lives back home. Find out T-Rollas from the crib. More that that, this nikka she with is a cat named Pop I had semi beef with the year before. I was still kinda with my girl from back home my frosh yr even after I moved to the Chi for school (I know

) and Pop and my girl got in some type of argument and he supposedly pushed her. So nikkas started poppin off like 'Verbs gonna put them hands on you' and he popped off back. So I'm like

next time I'm back at the crib its crackin. Me and my boys showed at the spot, he didn't

so round school nikkas started calling him Ma

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So back to the story. At some point this real cornball alpha nikka I knew from around came up to me on some awkward stuff asking me about shorty . Talking bout he talking to her but wanna know what I know bout her. So me, not wanting even garbage nikkas taking Ls, just says
' do what you feel but she gets that D and that disrespect on the regular from one of my guys and seem like she got a man'. Cat says preciate it and rolls.
So T-Rolla stay in a dorm down the hall from my boy Ouma. We be at Oumas spot playing Madden and all that on the regular and sometimes she'd stop by and chill, no prob. Like a week after I talked to the corny dude this broad was in the room one night. I said something to somebody bout something and she jumped in like 'Verb you a this that and the other'. She poppin off calling me out my name saying I'm lying on her telling the world I'm smashing. So I'm like hold up and

, call her a few choice words and clarify the situation about her activities to the rest of the crew. Shorty runs off crying.
Few minutes later the RA or whoever comes in talking bout I need to leave. She talmbout I'm disturbing the residents or something. Turns out T-Rolla was on the phone with this nikka Ma crying and yelling telling him I'm out here besmirching her good name

. So I'm talking to the RA trying to work the situation out and my phone starts blowing up. Finally check it after like 5 mns and a bunch of my boys from back home been calling. Hit my dude Shimmy back and he goes 'yo we at this shindig dropping off this green and this nikka Ma got your name in his mouth talking bout what he gon do. How you want this to go?' My boy TC gets on talking bout going to the trunk. Now I'm in college. I'm not no thug. I'm not no punk and ready to rumble whenever necessary but these are my more unrefined boys with different moral compasses than I, and they was drunk and high enough to pull the heater out over this nonsense or at the least beat Ma half to death and he's there solo or with one other dude I think and I got 5 or 6 homies there. So I go 'put that hoe on the phone'. Son gets on the phone talking reckless at first

but I just said 'you can either listen to me here or let those quasi goon nikkas handle it'. Proceeded to tell him everything his girl been on that year

. He was silent, then just said 'aiight' and hung up

. Next thing I know T-Rolla back in the room crying and yelling at me again cuz Ma gave her the heave ho. I got kicked out they dorm for a month and T-Rolla was back at my spot the next night