(Warning: This episode contains profanity and offensive language. Reader discretion is advised!)
"181st Seville Blvd,8:00 A.M"
On the second floor of a rundown two story house, an African American man in his early 30s, wearing a white tank-top and grey sweatpants with black socks tosses his covers aside and shuts his alarm clock off as he stands to his feet before slipping his house shoes on as he headed into the bathroom to freshen up for the day.
"10:00 A.M"
The front opens as Carl walks outside before taking a seat in a chair on his front porch before pulling out his Samsung Galaxy A12 as he scrolled through his Facebook timeline. A few minutes later, a dark green Crown Victoria pulls up in front of the house as a light skinned man with corn rows, wearing a grey tank-top, khaki shorts, and black Adidas hops out before walking up to Carl's front porch as he looked up from his phone.
Jerome: Yo!
Carl: Yo!
Jerome fist bumps Carl before taking a seat on the third step.
Jerome: What's up with you?
Carl: Nothing much! Just sitting here chilling! What about you?
Jerome: Same shit!
Carl: Yeah?
Jerome' Yeah!
Jerome pulls out a cigarette from his pocket, lights it, and takes a puff before blowing out smoke.
Jerome: You still with your girl, Denise?
Carl: Hell nah! Me and her broke up last week and she left with Tyrone!
Jerome: Tyrone? As in BDK gangbanger?
Carl: Yeah!
Jerome: You let that nigga take your girl like that?
Carl: Nah! I let him have that damn girl! She wasn't no good for me to begin with! Not ever since I found out that she was getting passed around the whole hood like a blunt!
Jerome: Damn! Like that?
Carl: Hell yeah! Everybody tapped that ass! Even the police did!
Jerome: Damn! She's going out sad!
Carl: Hell yeah!
Suddenly, a jet black Chevrolet Corvette Stingray pulled up in front of the house as it bumps Jerome's car out of its way, sending it rolling down the street.
Jerome: AYE, MAN! MY CAR!!!
The driver side window rolls down as a 35 year old black man, dressed in all black clothing with a baseball cap peeks his out.
Tyrone: What it do, Carl?
Carl: "......."
Tyrone: I said what it do, Carl!?
Carl looks down at his phone as he continues to ignore Tyrone. Tyrone proceeds to hop out of his car as he hopped onto Carl's porch before slapping him across the face, causing him to drop his phone and rub his cheek in pain.
Tyrone: Bitch, I said what it do! Yo ass acting like you can't hear and shit!
Carl stands to his feet.
Carl: AYE! YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HANDS OFF ME BEFORE....
Tyrone: What!?
Jerome: Aww shit! Time for me to go!
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