So We walked in the store and got the snacks we wanted, After we lefted one of the old ass creeps was trying to talk us." C'mon age aint nothing, but a number." He said with his breath smelling like barbecue fritos and ass. " Please leave us alone before I call my grandad to come whoop your ass." He laughed. " Short and fiesty, just like I like 'em." he said attempting to touch us.
TRAVIS POV-
I was on the side of this little corner spot where I sell at when I hear one of my set members tripping. I walk over to him, he was obviously one of the older members. " Say man, why don't you let these females be. You tryna catch a charge right now, besides you for one too old , and for two don't know what to do with them. What you gone do catch arthritis in mid stroke , get your old ass on. I think Marco need to meet you back at the spot anyway. He mummered smart shit then drove off.
" I apologize ladies for my friends action, did he hurt any of you or anything." I said. You know I gotta finnese. " Naw he good, c'mon girl lets go. These niggas crazy." ,the short one said. As they walk off the tall one looked back. She actually cute though. I go back to my post.
LISA'S POV-
That was close I thought, but I had to vent. " Why everytime you where shorts, niggas be hella dick happy. Like the time the dude bout stopped his car to come talk to us." She thought about it, " That was not....nevermind. How bout the time...... Oh yea I was wearing shorts. Okay and your case is." I laughed. " Just shut up Kayla." We walked back to my neighborhood.
