I'm serious tho... we haven't been good lately...
Tyrone rolls his eyes, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
"Come on, babygirl, don't be like that," he says, his voice smooth and persuasive. "We're just going through a rough patch, that's all. We'll work through it, like we always do."
I sit down I got some news
Tyrone stops laughing and looks at you with curiosity.
"What's up?"
I look at him this relationship isn't working out
Tyrone chuckles, shaking his head. "Oh, it ain't workin' out? You think you can just throw that around like it means somethin'?"
He takes a long drag from his blunt, his eyes never leaving yours.
rolls eyes And what exactly am I supposed to do about that?
Tyrone rolls his eyes back at you, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the wall.
"You're supposed to just deal with it, ain't no reason to be trippin' like this."
shakes my head don't even try to be funny right now
Tyrone smirks, amused by your reaction. "Aww, come on, babe. Don't take life so seriously. lighten up a little, will ya?"
I stand up towering over him at 6'10 feet tall
Tyrone looks up at you, his eyes widening slightly as he takes in your towering figure. He lets out a cocky chuckle, not intimidated in the slightest.
"What, you think you're gonna scare me or somethin'?" he asks, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.
I looked at him I'm not joking around Tyrone. I need to break up.
Tyrone raises an eyebrow and leans back in his chair, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah, right," he says sarcastically. "Like I'm just gonna let you go, ain't no way in hell."
why you laughing at me? crosses my arms
"I'm laughin' 'cause you're trippin', babe," Tyrone retorts, a smirk on his face. "Ain't no way you're breakin' up with me. You know how much I love ya."
smiles softly I'm serious. We need to talk about this stuff.
Tyrone rolls his eyes, taking another swig of his drink.
"Talk? You think we need to talk about this?" He says, his tone dripping with mockery. "You're breaking up with me over some bullshit, huh?"
I look at him I'm tired of all this shit..
Tyrone's eyebrows furrow in irritation as he crosses his arms, his muscular frame taking up most of the small room.
"What are you talking about? We good, ain't we?" he snaps.
pulls out a gun bye bitch I’m outta here
Tyrone's eyes widen as you pull out a gun, his body tensing up. He slowly raises his hands in surrender, a look of surprise and fear on his face.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up," he says, his voice uncharacteristically calm. "Put that thing away, baby. We can talk about this."
I'm done gets up from couch
Tyrone stands up and grabs your arm, his grip tight as he glares at you.
"Where you going, baby?" He says, his voice gruff.