𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞| 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒐 𝑾𝒊𝒄𝒌
Atlanta, Georgia
6:25PM
Sunday, July 4th

"No Nardo, I want it over there."

I groaned, carrying the box to the other side of the room.

"Here?"
"Oh my god. No! Over there!"
"I just mo- okay."

I moved over to the other side.

"Here?"
"Nigga! THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM! Damn!"
"You could've just said that."

I rolled my eyes and sat the box in the middle of the room.

"You know what. Ill get the rest of my stuff myself."
"Mane quit accin' like a brat."
"Aint nobody actin' like nothin'. You just cant do shit right."
"I can, you just cant explain shit right."
"Whatever. Can you put the boxes at the door so I can bring them in."
"No, yo ass goin break yo back, this shit heavy."
"Nigga- do what I said."

I went outside getting another box from my trunk. I got in the elevator pressing her floor as this girl got on.

"You movin' in?"
"Huh? Hell nah, my friend is."
"Oh, you from here?"
"Nah, Im from Miami, I live up the street though."
"Oh, Kendall."
"Nardo."
"I know."
"Yeah I bet you do."

I chuckled, getting off the elevator with her.

"Nigga. Hurry up."
"Mmcht, can't you see Im walkin'?"
"You aint walking fast enough."
"Picky ass man..."
"Whatever. Heyy Keemiee!!!"

She ran past me to this nigga. I mugged, shaking my head and sitting the box down.

"Keenin, this my bestie Nardo, Nardo this my cousin Keenin."
"Wassup bro."
"Wassup. Aint you a rapper?"
"Yeah.."
"Imma fuh wit you. Where my nigga at though?"
"He bout his business. He finna pull up though."
"Bet."
"Nardo, Put this one in the kitchen."
"Where in the kitchen."
"On the counter."
"Aight."

I carried the box in and sat it on the counter. I brung the rest of the boxes in and sat them where she wanted them.

"Oh my god."

I sighed, sitting on the small couch she was finna have me and Jay move.

"Im ti'd (tired) let me take a break..."
"Nah, im tryna have all my shit by tonight come on."
"Aight."