Chapter 7
Two days after the incident...
We can see Rhone stressing out, barely sleeping, and working nonstop.
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"Hey, Rhone!" Uncle Darwin shouted from outside.
"Come out. We're about to eat."
"Alright, Uncle. I'm coming."
Rhone stepped outside his room.
Uncle Darwin immediately looked at him with concern.
"Goddamn, kid..."
"You good?"
"You stink like hell."
"Look at those eyebags."
"Have you even slept?"
"You okay?"
"Yeah..."
"I'm fine."
"I've just been playing a lot."
"Hmm..."
"Just make sure."
"C'mon."
"Mami's looking for you."
Rhone celebrated his cousin's birthday with the family before quietly returning to his room.
Phone notification.
Keizer: Yo, Rhone.
A new member joined.
"This b***h got balls."
"I think that's actually her real personality."
"Ain't gonna lie..."
"Short hair."
"Glasses."
"Definitely your type, bro."
Rhone: Dang...
Aight, aight.
Keizer: Anyway...
How's your plan?
Rhone: It's almost done.
I'll send it to you around midnight.
Keizer: Good.
Check the GC.
Bea's mentioning you.
...Ahh.
Not that b***h again.
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Group Chat
Bea: Hello, Rhone.
The chat box instantly exploded.
Everyone: HAHAHAHAHA!
"Chick boy!"
Rhone: Hello.
How y'all doing?
James: Dang, bro.
You only chat here once in a blue moon.
LOL.
Rhone: HEHE.
Busy, man.
My bad.
Keizer: Busy?
Nahh.
You only goon the whole day.
The f**k you mean busy?
HAHAHAHA!
Rhone: C'mon.
If you court me, I'll send you everything. 😉
Rhone sent a selfie.
Only his eyes and messy hair were visible while he flipped off the camera.
Caption: f**k you.
Keizer: Bro...
You actually look cute.
Femboy potential.
HAHAHAHA!
Bea: HAHAHA!
Cute boy.
You ain't scaring nobody.
Someone spammed laughing emojis.
Soon, the entire GC started teasing Rhone.
Rhone: Nahhh.
Fuck this s**t.
Bye.
HAHAHA.
Bea: C'mon, Rhone.
Just court me.
Rhone: Nah.
I'd rather hang myself.
Rhone closed his phone and went downstairs to eat.
...So they're really gonna kill Dave?
Fuck.
How did I even get involved in this?
After eating, he went back to his room and started playing games.
"...Aw, shit."
"I still need to upload at least five videos."
He grabbed his phone.
"...What the f**k?"
"99+ unread?"
"What the hell are they talking about now?"
He opened the group chat.
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Dude1: Yo, girl. Can I get your IG?
James: HAHAHA! f*****g simp.
Dude1: Shut the f**k up, gay mf.
Sca•••: Eww.
Fuck no.
You stinky Somalian monkey.
James: HAHAHA!
Dang, she said you look like a dog!
Sca•••: Stop joining in, you f*****g gay dude.
You're such a lower human being.
James: As if you're pretty, you b***h.
Keizer: Damn...
HAHAHAHA!
Sca•••: You too.
Dumb try-hard.
Acting like you're the boss.
Keizer: Shut your mouth, lil—
Sca•••: Send Keizer's IP address.
Sca•••: No?
Then shut the f**k up.
The entire group chat suddenly went silent.
For a few seconds...
Nobody typed a single message.
Then...
Sca•••: f**k this Camel Gore.
I own all of y'all.
Nobody's better than me.
All 300 of you combined could never compare to me.
Y'all better remember who's your master now...
Keizer.
Keizer started typing...
Then stopped.
Started typing again...
Stopped again.
Finally...
Keizer: ...
What do you want, ma'am?
Sca•••: Nothing.
I just wanted to remind you...
Who you belong to.
And who your master is.
Keizer began typing again.
Rhone stared at the screen.
...Damn.
I can't unsee this s**t.
Fuck it.
I'll just upload my videos.
He uploaded one of the videos before privately messaging Keizer.
Rhone: Yo, man.
You good?
I'll send you the blueprint at exactly 11 P.M., alright?
Keizer: f**k, man.
That b***h humiliated me.
Rhone: Fight back, bro.
Keizer: You don't get it.
There's levels to this s**t.
Rhone: Aight...
I'll talk to you later.
Keizer left him on seen.
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Rhone spent the next few hours finishing the blueprint.
His fingers kept shaking over the keyboard.
...Do we really have to kill that guy?
Fuck...
It's either him...
...or me.
A few minutes later...
The blueprint was finally complete.
Rhone: Alright, bro.
Here you go.
Keizer: Damn.
That's earlier than I expected.
Good job.
Aight...
Let's do this s**t.
Rhone: Aight.
Fuck this.
Keizer: Lemme read your plan first.
I'll chat you back when I'm done.
Rhone: Alright, man.
End.