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SETTY POV
BRONX, NYC;; FRIDAY, 6:08 P.M.
I lean back in my chair, watching the smoke drift in front of me. Cblu called me to the studio to listen to some shit he been working on. We listened to it a couple times and he changed a couple verses. Now we just chilling in the studio having a smoke session with Mali.
"So what's up with you and Jai?" Cblu asks, looking at me from the chair on the other side of the room.
"Watchu mean? We just chillin." I shrug.
"Mali said that you jackin her, and y'all got something going on." He says, "Like, y'all in a relationship or some shit."
Mali looks up from his phone from where he's sitting on the couch behind us. And Cblu just stares at me, waiting. I take a hit of the blunt almost forgotten in my hands, shrugging and blowing smoke out my mouth before passing it to Cblu.
"We just taking our time, tryna get comfortable with each other."
"Word? Seem like y'all don't got labels or nothin yet." Cblu nods, taking a hit of the blunt and blowing smoke from his nose before telling me, "Good cause you gotta dead that shit."
"Whatchu talkin about?" I mug him, confused, "Dead shit for what?"
"Cause she confused about her feelings." He shrugs, passing the blunt to a Mali, who looks just as confused, "And if y'all get into a relationship that shit gone be toxic and messy."
