It's really a simple story about two people from similar walks of life.. crossing paths what happens when it comes down to saving myself or you situation? What's considered morally right or wrong In these situations ? Does what's on the inside truly...
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I picked zaidyn and Yara up around 1:30 I was aiming for 12:30 the latest but I had to shit to handle with the contractor for some renovations on the auto shop my uncle runs for me ..
She was very quiet on our ride to manhattan..
Which was weird Yara Chanel always had something to say from the time she opened her eyes til she closed them motherfuckers.
I looked through my miror and noticed little man had fell asleep ..
" you good ?" I asked caressing her thigh which one hand and steering with the other
" yup ." She said popping the p
This was that bullshit... what could I have possibly done i ain't see this girl all day ...
" come one bro please don't ruin the day I'm sorry I was a little later than expected I had some business things ." I explained
Ain't this about a bitch ... the man of many few words is explaining himself to a women and a women younger than him at that ..
" you're good knox just not in the best mood ?" She said bluntly
" why what happened mama ? Matter fact let's park and get our food and then you can tell me all about it cayse your little ass be hangry sometimes "you aren't you when your hungry looking ass." I said trying to joke
She just nodded .. not a smirk a laugh just a nod .. what the fuck is wrong with this women ..
Once we parked in the parking garage due to there hardly ever having parking in the city Yara got out the car and headed to the back to pick and wake up zaidyn .
" what you doing ? Leave him I'll carry him to the spot it's a little minute a way that we have to walk .." I said stopping her from Holding him
Zaidyn wasn't a heavy toddler but he wasn't light either so after a few minutes anyone especially a women all of 130 pounds at most would definitely feel it ..
I picked him up and locked the car and we walked to the restaurant called " the angels room nyc " a little brunch spot not too far from time square ..
We luckily were quickly seated and given a booster chair for zay and started with water as we were given some time to browse the menu ..
" so what's up tell me about your day ma what happened?." I said as I passed zaidyn the crayons and paper the waitress gave the table for him
