Dirty South
The cold waves of bitterness coming from her sent a shiver down Vill's spine.
"Hi dad." Coco said, looking at her dad. Keeping her voice quiet and hopefully sympathetic.
"Coco," Chief Kaave's conscience started to prick him. He knew how much TRENDZ meant to Coco, she had worked very hard all her life, waiting for the day she will be made CEO, not a day like this. He knew this would break her. He knew how she would react. Scream, break bottles, destroy properties, smoke, drink, waste the bullets in her gun. Maybe even hate him. He was prepared.
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