Part 5: the grand finale of my time with Leyla stories.

apparently while Leyla was taking summer classes at suffolk she would stop by the mall all the time and some how she ended up befriending a girl who worked at a kiosk that sold hair extensions. Leyla explained to me that they had a “routine” and this chick, who’s name is Ortal, would do her hair everyday that she came to visit and they would gossip, blah blah, one thing led to another and they exchanged phone numbers (?!?stranger danger)

it was all good until Ortal started to text and call  non-stop, always wanting to hangout (at the mall?) and when Leyla tried ignoring her Ortal took things to the next level with a simple text message…

“I hate you.”

lmao imagine! and the whole time we were at the mall Leyla had to keep dodging  Ortal’s kiosk////living a life of fear.

however I had no shame taking pictures of her while she was doing her thing…