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LAMONT

I been doing tattoos lately in this small tattoo shop downtown, whenever I'm not working at The Rack.

"Lamont you got somebody coming in at 2." The receptionist Kyia spoke as I walked in. I looked at my watch and it was only 12:26 so I had time. I sat in the waiting area chatting it up with Kyia and Don, who also worked in the shop.

"So Kyia when you gon let me hit that?" Don asked.

"How many times I got to tell you No Boy!" She snapped and rolled her eyes. I laughed.

The whole time I couldn't stop thinking about Aubrey. Kyia looked over at me, which she did a lot. I already knew, she had it for me. I stood up and went to the back. I pulled out my phone and see my mom had been calling me nonstop. I'm pissed auntie gave it to her anyway. I called Aubrey.

"Hey."

"What you doing beautiful?"

"Working." She sighed.

"Aubrey let me tell you something, that company is going to be the death of you, get out and have some fun."

"Bye Lamont." She hung up the phone.

I shook my head. People always say they want a person to keep it real with them, but once they meet a real blunt person, they can't handle the shit. I stood up and walked outside and rolled me a blunt.

"Lamont?" I heard a voice behind me and I knew it was Kyia.

"Yea." I shook my head now annoyed. She stood next to me and whispered.

"I want to fuck you."

I chuckled. I love girls like this, I believe every girl should be like that. Don't beat around the bush, tell me what you want and I'll tell you what I want and we be grown about the situation.

"Look Kyia, I know you like me and all, but I can't go down that lane with you, I'm not dating but I do talk to somebody and that's disrespectful to her and I can't do that. You're a pretty girl but I just can't, maybe you should give Don a try."

"Thanks, for being honest and no he's a pussy, he probably couldn't handle this anyways." She said twirling around. I took a small glance at her ass and laughed.

2 O'clock came quicker than I thought and as I was sitting in the waiting room drawing, two darkskin girls walked in.

"Hello, Yall have an appointment?"

"Yes for Lamont."

"Lamont, your 2 O'clock is here."

"Wassup, yall can follow me."

Once we got inside my space I notice they looked pretty young. "How Old Are Yall?"

"I'm 18 and She's 19." One spoke.

I nodded. "Both of yall getting tattoos?"

"Yes, we want matching tattoos like this."

I examined the picture and begin to put my own spin to it.

"What about this?" I handed them the paper.

"Yes." "I love it." They both replied.

After I finish them, I decided to dip for the day. I grabbed me some Wendy's and went home. I sat in the kitchen enjoying my food when my phone ranged.

"Yeaaaa." I spoke into the phone.

"Wassup nigga, where you at?"

"Shit at home chilling."