I made a mistake and I can't stop thinking about it. 
I was on my merry way to the local convenience store to pick up some stuff, until I heard some shouting. This particular road is quite long but really quiet and on the very outskirt of a tuulo. I saw this pawg running past me on the other side of the street yelling 'f*ck off' super panicky while some guy chased her. I didn't want to get involved, but the moment our eyes met it was too late.
I had to peep the booty real quick too 
I crossed the road to place myself between them to scout out the situation, and this girl stopped behind me and asked for help.
The guy was a few paces away, some late 40's/early 50's African brother, stocky but short. This guy is fucking fuming and trying to get to her. He's yelling and being super aggressive from the get go. I try to ask wtf is happening to deescelate, and she says he's trying to hit her. Mind you I'm body blocking him and he starts yelling at me and getting in my face. I don't understand a word he says, outside of 'kids', 'sleep' and 'droog addict'. And then she her dumb ass got comfortable and started arguing with him. I look at her like, woman, what are you still doing here??? You on your own
then she claims he has her bike. I ask him if he does, but this nigga too enraged and bloodlusted and screams yes. I calmy ask him to give it back, he refuses and tries to lunge past me so I pushed him off balance and held him while my knee was on his chest. He looked at me like he couldn't believe I just did that to him, there was shock and emotional hurt in his eyes, broken trust. She quickly grabbed her bike and walked over behind me again. I let him go and he walked back in his house. So I'm walking with her continuing my quest for wholemeal wraps.
She thanks me, I tell her np sugartits what u saying tho? 
I ask her what she does and she said she's a student. 'Cool, what do you study? Her: 'Healthcare' me: A-at uni right? 
her: 'no, at xyz college' me: how old are you? Her: 17
me: 'Well, I need to take this left, bye have a nice life.' Chris Hansen was about to pop out and offer me a seat.
Now here's the messed up part, on my way back some fat cadaan guy that witnessed the whole thing was smoking outside and looked at me 'those fucking benefit street kids at it again?' Apparently that girl and a bunch of other kids bun and play loud music right outside his window. Northern teaniggers will know, those part of the street that is dedicated to keep wheelie bins in. It's always turns into a chav spot. Apparently his little daugher is sick and they fucked her sleep, which is why he was so pissed and chased them out the night before.
Tl;dr: This wicked cadaan creature manipulated me with sixir and tricked me into putting my hands on a good African oday taking care of his daughter
I was on my merry way to the local convenience store to pick up some stuff, until I heard some shouting. This particular road is quite long but really quiet and on the very outskirt of a tuulo. I saw this pawg running past me on the other side of the street yelling 'f*ck off' super panicky while some guy chased her. I didn't want to get involved, but the moment our eyes met it was too late.
I had to peep the booty real quick too I crossed the road to place myself between them to scout out the situation, and this girl stopped behind me and asked for help.
The guy was a few paces away, some late 40's/early 50's African brother, stocky but short. This guy is fucking fuming and trying to get to her. He's yelling and being super aggressive from the get go. I try to ask wtf is happening to deescelate, and she says he's trying to hit her. Mind you I'm body blocking him and he starts yelling at me and getting in my face. I don't understand a word he says, outside of 'kids', 'sleep' and 'droog addict'. And then she her dumb ass got comfortable and started arguing with him. I look at her like, woman, what are you still doing here??? You on your own
then she claims he has her bike. I ask him if he does, but this nigga too enraged and bloodlusted and screams yes. I calmy ask him to give it back, he refuses and tries to lunge past me so I pushed him off balance and held him while my knee was on his chest. He looked at me like he couldn't believe I just did that to him, there was shock and emotional hurt in his eyes, broken trust. She quickly grabbed her bike and walked over behind me again. I let him go and he walked back in his house. So I'm walking with her continuing my quest for wholemeal wraps. She thanks me, I tell her np sugartits what u saying tho? I ask her what she does and she said she's a student. 'Cool, what do you study? Her: 'Healthcare' me: A-at uni right? her: 'no, at xyz college' me: how old are you? Her: 17 me: 'Well, I need to take this left, bye have a nice life.' Chris Hansen was about to pop out and offer me a seat.Now here's the messed up part, on my way back some fat cadaan guy that witnessed the whole thing was smoking outside and looked at me 'those fucking benefit street kids at it again?' Apparently that girl and a bunch of other kids bun and play loud music right outside his window. Northern teaniggers will know, those part of the street that is dedicated to keep wheelie bins in. It's always turns into a chav spot. Apparently his little daugher is sick and they fucked her sleep, which is why he was so pissed and chased them out the night before.
Tl;dr: This wicked cadaan creature manipulated me with sixir and tricked me into putting my hands on a good African oday taking care of his daughter
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Do you think we're animals? 16 is literal caruur, 17 also, 18 not much better.
