I couldn’t deny that I liked Capri, may even love her ass. The feeling I felt for her was so strong that the shit made it difficult to think logically when it came to her. Soon as she mentioned another nigga, I was already thinking of ways to cut his brakes and put him in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Maybe even have his mama pull her black dress because the car toppled over a cliff, and he didn’t make it.
