"Because y'all not allowed to be here right now, that's why."
"Okay, but why are we not allowed to be here right now, now?" Three asked slowly.
"Yeah, we've been here all day. Why are you tripping now?" 10 asked
"Maybe he wants to sleep early," KD said as he checked his watch.
"It is going on 10 right now." He further explained.
"Right, so why would you want us to leave this late at night?" Three asked.
"Late at. Yo, Three on some real shit GET THE. Why y'all want me to yell before y'all make a move?" I asked as I kept fixing up the living room and the kitchen bringing snacks upon snacks to the coffee table right in front of the tv.
As I walking with a bowl of flaming hot popcorn to put it on the table. Three caught my arm.
"Aye, seriously what's up with you? Are you all alright? That's a lot of food over there." He said as he pointed.
"Let me put this down."He let me go and I could feel him following me.
He's such a father.When I turned around he was sitting on the couch, hands linked at the fingers as he looked at me with a worried face.
"Seriously, I'm okay. Everybody im fine."
"Okay, so what's with all the food, then?" Three asked in a low tone.
"I'm not eating it alone if that's what's worrying you?"
"Oh, so we can stay then?" 10 asked as he yelled from down the hallway.
"No, you can't."
"Wait so then who are you sharing the food with?" He asked.
I just looked at all of them then I sat down on the couch and started dividing the snacks into her pile that's just for her and my pile which is just her second pile of food that she can take with her or keep here, whichever she wants to do.
"Aye." I heard Three trying to get my attention.
Before he could try again. I had finished up separating the food.
"Who is this for, if it ain't just for you?" He asked one more time.
"It's for her."
The room fell silent. When I turned my head to look at them. I was confused as to why they looked confused.
"What?"
"It's for her? Seriously, bro, what you on? Why would she come anywhere near you?" 10 asked
"What, why wouldn't she?" I asked as I turned completely behind me to face him, standing near the microwave as I heard it slowly working in the background.
The microwave beeped as he took his food out and came towards the couch to eat. He stopped said his grace and placed his plate on the coffee table.
"Okay, listen. She just suddenly appeared last week in your dressing room. She's disappeared and reappeared multiple times now. You barely spoke to her the day she spent here. She more than likely is interested in Three because he talked to her." 10 explained to me.
"Okay, but that's why I'm doing this so that we can talk." I tried to explain the whole setup of the evening.
"You're doing this so y'all can. My nigga what the. No this isn't it, my dude." He exasperated.
"Why not?" I inquired.
"10, chill." Three said.
"No, listen dude. It's not it because of what I just said. You know why because you say this is for her but have you called her over here to witness all of THIS that you've done for her?" He asked
"No, I haven't. I was just about to." I said as I brought my phone out.
"See you supposed to call earlier than right now." He said
I shook my head and said it's cool it's not too late.
"Okay, call her."
As I looked through my phone I couldn't find her number.
"Aye, nigga. You never asked for her number. None of us did. But I bet you Three has it. Huh, Three?" He asked as he looked over at Three on the other end of the couch. He sheepishly said.
"Well, yeah but I asked for it but she never got around to giving it to me. So I don't have it either. Don't trip."
It was quiet for a minute. I'm sad.
"Let me add a little extra icing to the gotcha cake. We don't even know her name."
We all jerked our heads in his direction and watched as he ate the last bite of his food.
"Okay, here's the gotcha. If it's well after 10 now what was your planned evening going to entail?" He asked as he wiped his hands and mouth.
"To watch her show together. I found a marathon that we can watch together to catch up before the new episode on Tuesday night." I explained.
"OH MY!, NIGGA!!!!" 10 yelled as he walked to the kitchen to put his plate in the sink.
After he did that he placed both hands on the counter with his head hung low, shaking it. By this point, I was so confused. I turned towards Three when I heard him speak.
"But today is Tuesday."
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