𝘽𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿

It's been a week since the party and I'm still recovering. That shit was wild. But right now I'm studying again for my nurse finals. I'm in the living room on the couch in the afternoon 

Then my phone rings 

I look at my phone and see it's Roman FaceTiming me I put my airpods in and answer

"Hello?" 

"Wsg lil nigga whatchu doin?" He was in the car with a white tank top, grey nike shorts and his gold chain on fine as hell and he just got a haircut.

"Studying as usual" I reply writing down notes and typing study guide questions in my google doc 

"Whatchu studying" he ask looking closer at the phone 

"I wanna be a nurse and finals are coming up and I need to pass to be able to become a nurse"  I said turning my head looking at him 

Then Baby D runs in the living room "Mommy" 

"Yes baby?" I reply back 

"Can I get a snack?" he asks all up in my face with his eyes wide open 

I laugh " Yea go ahead" and he runs in the kitchen "don't fall" I yell then I look back on FaceTime with Roman 

"I didn't know you had a son" Roman saids still on FaceTime 

I laugh nervously, "yea he's two and his name is Dex" 

It goes quite for a few moments but not awkward just naturally quite 

"Well I have these tickets for this Lil Durk concert, and I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come." He looks at me through the camera and we make eye contact "yea when?"

"Saturday"

"Ok yea, that's tomorrow but  I'll have Yanni watch Baby D while I'm gone" I explained still not breaking eye contact 

"Fashooo, bye big head" and he hangs up

I know damn well I thought I finish the last of my notes and go play with baby d 

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𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧

I was in the gas station waiting for my next costumer 

Then I see a dude walk up to my car window I roll it down and see he a kid prolly 15 but I just sell shit. 

"Watchu want?" I ask clutching my pole these niggas be on timing too "The eighth" he said looking around lil nigga looking nervous 

I go in my bag and I slide him his order and he hands me my money and he walks away. 

I can't wait to be over this shit and open my restaurant. This dealin shit gets dangerous real quick but I been saving and I'm almost ready to quit. I just need a exit plan.

Then my homeboy come back in the car with some snacks "my nigga did you buy licorice?" I questioned him 

"Hell yea this shit taste good asl gang" and ate one 

I shook my head "hell nah" and started laughing 

Then I want to instagrams to post pictures I took earlier