Jack Harlow - Pickyourphoneup (feat. K. Camp) Link

Suddenly, the screen came to life. No text—just a FaceTime request. Jack didn’t hesitate. He slid the green bar, the background noise of the club fading as her face filled the frame, messy hair and tired eyes, looking like the only real thing in a room full of smoke.

Jack grinned, his ego tucking itself away for the night. “Nah,” he whispered. “I’m right on time.” Jack Harlow - PICKYOURPHONEUP (feat. K. Camp)

“You’re late,” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips. Suddenly, the screen came to life