ᴛᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰɪʀᴇ

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ʀᴇᴇꜱᴇ
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" passing time "

" nigga why the fuck you wasn't at practice " my frat brother Matt came in the house with an annoyed facial expression. I was sitting on the couch drawing in my note pad with my feet put on the table, I looked at him like he lost his mind because one nigga when did you ever give a fuck about me being at practice ? And two I'm not his friend like that.

"Nigga excuse me?" I asked he walked fully into the house with Yazz and Pete behind him, closing the door

" bruh the coach was pressing us about you not showing up , having us do suicides with ya bitch ass" jazz spat out as he threw his gym bag on the floor and sat next to me. I wasn't in the mood to have a conversation with these niggas about why I didn't show up, my mind was all over the place lately I've been stuck in my thoughts which makes me go ballistic and crazy.

"I wasn't in the mood to do anything today, alright ? I'll talk to coach on my own time" I told them

"Yeah do that cause ya ass gone be a sitting duck on the bench next game- don't have time picking up the slack for these niggas" Pete said walking up towards us with a blunt in his hand, he sat down on the opposite side of us and sparked the blunt up. I laughed

"Nigga you haven't made a shot since pre school fuck you mean " pick up the slack"? Coach won't let you pick up a ball " I stated while laughing this nigga has some nerves to think he can win a game without me he blew smoke from his lips before passing me the blunt

"Dude I'm the goat with this shit, alright? When you not there I be placed as team captain you know this -"

"And do , which is crazy because you're not even the second best player" jazz said

"Unless he got special treatment with the coach , you know what I mean" Matt said out of the blew walking in on our conversation jazz and I busted out laughing I almost choked on the smoke coaching up once I inhaled too deep when he said that.

"Nigga you fucking coach D ?" I asked Pete smacked his lips and stood up from his seat

"Gone with that gay shit Nigga , it's pussy season every year over here " he said trying to press up to Matt , Matt just sat down not paying pete no mind

"Nigga you ain't gonna do shit fat Joe "

"Pussy ass got jokes now , you was once quiet no talk bitch" Pete said I shook my head and passed the blunt to jazz before I went back to my drawings.

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