It was Saturday evening.
Devin took a last walk through of their townhouse.
Everything looked good.
He had boxed all his belongings he left most of the furniture.
He hated it all anyway.
Well correction, he loved the 65-inch flat screen HD TV.
Of course, he took that.
The intercom buzzed so he walked over to it.
He was expecting Marko.
"Yea?" He spoke into the intercom.
"It's me man, He heard Marko say."
"OK Come on up."
He buzzed him in.
He had enlisted Marko to help him move his shit.
A few minutes later, Marko sauntered in the house.
He laughed at what he saw, six cardboard boxes neatly lined up in a row and the huge flat screen TV propped up against a wall.
"Damn my nigga you really don’t own shit do you,” he laughed.
"Yea man this is it.” Devin chuckled.
"Aight, let’s get started.
I got my boys truck so your TV can fit.”
"Good looking man.” Devin gave him a head nod.
Together they hauled everything downstairs and outside.
"Do you need to go lock the door or something?" Marko asked.
"No I already did. I made sure I had everything."
"Where to?
You trying to go to the spot? Marko looked at him.
Devin nodded his head yes.
Both men were silent as they travelled the forty minutes to get to Baltimore.
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Running Her Mouth
General FictionMeet Kandii and her Husband Devin. They are one of the most dysfunctional couples you will ever meet. Kandii has more then a few insecurities and her Husband doesn't seem to notice or care. Will she shed her extra pounds and be the woman she wants t...
