😱 Shayla and Angelina caught Iman and Delicia Spending Some Private Moment! Do you know what happened next?

 😱 Shayla and Angelina caught Iman and Delicia Spending Some Private Moment! Do you know what happened next? 



Shayla:
😳😳😳 Angelina… please tell me I’m hallucinating.

Angelina:
NOPE. Same vision. Same shock. That is Iman. And that is Delicia. And they are WAY too close for comfort.

Shayla:
Why is his hand—
WHY IS HIS HAND THERE?!

Angelina:
I JUST SCREAMED INTERNALLY. I thought Delicia was still mad at him??

Shayla:
That’s what she told everyone. “I’m done. Blocked. Deleted.”
Meanwhile she’s whispering like it’s a rom-com finale.

Angelina:
Do you hear them??

Iman:
(low voice) “I never stopped thinking about you.”

Delicia:
“Iman, this is a bad idea…”

Shayla:
A BAD IDEA?! Girl you’re literally leaning IN.

Angelina:
I’m sweating. Do we cough? Drop something? Pretend we just… spawned here??

Shayla:
No, no. We observe. Like National Geographic. 👀

Iman:
“You don’t have to decide anything tonight.”

Delicia:
“…You always say that.”

Angelina:
OH so this is a pattern.

Shayla:
I KNEW IT. I knew that “random closure talk” was suspicious.

Angelina:
Wait—
WAIT—
Did he just tuck her hair behind her ear??

Shayla:
I’m calling the authorities.

Delicia:
(soft laugh) “You haven’t changed.”

Iman:
“Neither have you.”

Angelina:
This is sick. This is cinematic. This is betrayal with background music.

Shayla:
I feel like we’re about to unlock a side quest we were NOT ready for.

Angelina:
Okay but… do we confront them or let this explode naturally?

Shayla:
Naturally. Always naturally. Chaos ripens best on its own.

(Iman suddenly looks up and freezes)

Iman:
“…Uh.”

Delicia:
What—
(turns)
OH.

Angelina:
Heyyyyyy 😃
Wow. Crazy seeing you here.
In this exact moment.
Like this.

Shayla:
Don’t stop on our account. We’ll just… stand. Silently. Judging.

Delicia:
It’s not what it looks like.

Angelina:
So it doesn’t look like an almost-kiss with unresolved feelings and emotional damage?

Iman:
Okay, listen—

Shayla:
No. YOU listen.
Because Delicia cried for THREE WEEKS.

Delicia:
Shayla—

Shayla:
—And YOU posted gym selfies with captions like “focused” and “peace.” 😤

Iman:
I was processing!

Angelina:
Sir, that was a thirst trap.

Delicia:
(sighs) We just needed to talk.

Shayla:
With faces two inches apart??

Angelina:
With eye contact like that??

Iman:
…Okay maybe we crossed a line.

Delicia:
Maybe??

Shayla:
So what’s the plan then? Because this secret-moment nonsense ends tonight.

Angelina:
Yeah. Either you’re rebuilding… or you’re reopening wounds for fun.

(Silence. Delicia looks at Iman.)

Delicia:
I can’t keep doing “almost.”

Iman:
Then don’t.
If I’m in, I’m in.

Angelina:
👀👀👀

Shayla:
Well damn. Character development.

Delicia:
…Okay.
But no more hiding.

Iman:
No more hiding.

Angelina:
WOW. We really walked in on a season finale.

Shayla:
Next time warn us so we can bring snacks.

Angelina:
Well.
That was intense.

Shayla:
Yeah. I need water and a nap.

Delicia:
Tonight doesn’t mean everything’s fixed.

Iman:
I know.

Delicia:
It just means… we’re not running.

Iman:
I can work with that.

(Shayla hooks her arm through Delicia’s.)

Shayla:
Come on. Let’s go home.

Angelina:
And debrief. Extensively.

(They start walking away.)

Iman:
Delicia?

(She turns.)

Iman:
Thank you… for not slamming the door.

Delicia:
Don’t thank me yet.

(She walks off.)

Angelina:
(to Shayla, whispering)
Do you think he’s changed?

Shayla:
I think…
we’re about to find out.

THE END

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