Loving Jordan

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"Hi my name is Tequila and I'm addicted to fighting."- Tequila

Accepting that you're about to throw up is such a humbling experience, and Jordan Carter was becoming just that as he felt the remnants of last night creep up his throat.

"I told you not to let that nigga cum in you.." Taymor shook his head from the doorway in disappointment.

Jordan looked at him with red eyes with a rebuttal on the tip of his tongue.

Instead the bile leaving his mouth shut him down.

How Jordan's cousins were still in good shape after last night he had no clue.

Then again he's not much of a drinker.

"Hurry up and get dressed. We going to Waffle House." Taymor smiled putting his shades on.

Jordan flicked him off throwing more of his insides up.
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"Well if it isn't Jordan DL Carter!"

As expected word got around his friend group of last nights shenanigans.

With Kentravion having a huge social media presence the live was screen recorded, and posted on YouTube for all the world to see.

Jordan pulled the strings of his hoodie so tight you couldn't even see his face anymore.

He literally would rather be the salt shaker on the table than be a human right now.

"He was lit last night!" Kentrell loudly spoke with a boisterous laugh.

"On the real...I'm hurt that you would kill me! I look better than them niggas!" Rakim frowned shoving Jordan over to sit in the booth with him.

They were at Waffle House much to Jordan's dismay.

"I'm never drinking again.." he mumbled into his hoodie.

"Rakim this nigga was so faded...last night.. he started crying when Symere had to go home!" Taymor wheezed jerking in his seat from laughter.

"Sy! Where you going?!" Kentrell whined reenacting stomping his feet just like his cousin did last night.

Rakim choked on some eggs he scooped off Jordan's plate. He started beating on his chest trying to find air to breathe.

Jordan looked over shaking his head.

"That's what yo ass get..shit was not that funny.." he mumbled.

Rakim recovered still laughing wiping at his eyes.

"Nah nah it gets worse! After Symere finally snuck home, Jordan stripped and started running down the street in his boxers!" Taymor added to Jordan's embarrassment.

"Nigga said he wanted to be free!" Kentrell cackled.

Taymor was shaking from laughter tears streaming down his face.

Rakim was holding his stomach trying to breathe.

Jordan took his hoodie off getting a good look at the jokesters at his table.