Sigh.
Here I was crushing on Christian and bitching about Brooke and Christian proves to be a bigger bitch than Brooke. I mean Damn. You guessing up on your maybe chicks sworn enemy at her place of work and the only thing you can think to say when questioned about it is: I didn’t do it on purpose.
Really Dude?
Really?
I’m proud of Ashlie. She just told the n*gga to kee it steppin’ and didn’t go off on dude when he was kissing up on Brooke. And let’s not mention the fact that he knows his boy Pierre has got it bad for Brookie – Boo. Damn what’s that chick got going for her that I’m missing. Yes, she’s pretty, but she seems about as interesting as wart on a frog. What the hell.
And let’s be real here, Christian can’t really believe he has a chance with Brooke. We all know he’s too broke for her and the only reason she was kissing up on him was because they were at Ashlie’s job and that’s her sworn enemy. Maybe he thought her spite would go far enough and it would land hm some poon. Oh and when that heifer said to Briana, “It just happened. I hope he didn’t get in trouble.” I wanted to reach through the scream and slap the rest of the hair off her head.
Boo.
Well Harlem Heights keeps getting hotter. Can’t wait ’till next week.
‘Till next time.
