Caught Red-Handed! — Amber Walks In on Anthony & Piarry Getting Too Close on the Basketball Court!

Caught Red-Handed! — Amber Walks In on Anthony & Piarry Getting Too Close on the Basketball Court! πŸ˜³πŸ’₯


Amber (sharply):
“Oh, I know y’all not out here giggling like some high school sweethearts…”

Anthony (startled, stumbles with the ball):
“Amber! What are you doing here?”

Amber (sarcastically):
“Clearly interrupting a little date I wasn’t invited to. You look real cozy, Ant.”

Piarry (stepping back, arms crossed):
“Ain’t nobody on a date. We were just playing—”

Amber (cutting her off):
“Just playing? Is that what we call this now? 'Cause it sure don’t look like just playing from where I’m standing.”


Anthony (defensive):
“Come on, it’s not like that. Piarry came by, asked if I wanted to shoot around. That’s it.”

Amber (laughs bitterly):
“Oh wow. And you just happened to be shirtless, sweating, and smiling in her face like she your new girl?”

Piarry (rolling eyes):
“Amber, you’re being dramatic. It’s literally just basketball.”

Amber (steps closer):
“Then why you touching his arm like that? I saw it. Don’t play with me.”

Anthony (raising hands):
“Alright, alright. Everyone calm down. Amber, you’re making it more than it is.”

Amber (eyes locked on Anthony):
“I trusted you. After everything with Shayla, I gave you space, I stood by you—and now I walk up on this?”

Piarry (muttering):
“Maybe if you trusted him, you wouldn’t be popping up unannounced.”

Amber (turns sharply to Piarry):
“Girl, don’t even. This my man. My business. Don’t start a fire you ain’t ready to burn in.”

Anthony (firmly):
“Enough! Y’all both need to chill. Amber, nothing happened here. I’m not sneaking around.”

Amber (voice cracks):
“Then why does it feel like you already moved on… with her?”

Anthony (softly):
“Because maybe you already checked out too, Amber. Maybe we’re both holding on to something that’s not working anymore.”

Amber (staring at him, hurt):
“You really gonna say that right in front of her?”

Piarry (quietly):
“Maybe he’s just being honest.”

Amber (turns to leave, voice cold):
“Y’all can keep your little pick-up game. I’m done watching from the sidelines.”

[She walks away without looking back. Anthony watches her go, unsure. Piarry stands in silence, the basketball rolling slowly across the court.]

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