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Pushing my buggie I mean cart in the last isle for my list I start looking for what I need trying to ignore the constant crunching behind me.
"Would you stop eating the chips?"
"I'm almost done we good long as they scan them before we leave." Cain shrugs turning the bag upside down.
"It's concerning we are basically the same person." Spotting what I need it's put into the cart and I check it off on my list.
"We done yet I'm starving."
"You didn't have to come you know." We make our way through the store heading towards the cash registers.
I prefer the lease amount of contact and interaction with people as much as possible so seeing self checks outs open for me was a beautiful site.
"I damn sure wasn't staying at your office so that preppy chick could hit on me until you get back. That bitch is weird...should fire her ass." Cain grumps standing to my side. "She already found my fucking Instagram bro!"
"Trust me I'm considering it. She's a nice girl just comes on way to strong."
"Like I said weird I wouldn't be surprised if she was stalking you and me now probably. Thirsty women are not it...I learned that hard."
Smirking I knew he was talking about his assistant. I warned him of in office romances but as always Cain just has to find things out on his own. If you told him something he's not just taking the yield he's gonna see for himself.
"Ah is that another your right brother for me or..."
"Yeah yeah I know. But look it ain't even her being thirsty like that chick the bitch tried getting my baby gravy...she said some what's so bad about me being your kids mom." He mocks trying to look like a female.
"You'll learn I'm always right one day brother hopefully one day soon."
Not to play know it all big brother but hey gotta call it how one sees it. I'll admit I was a little more sheltered by our mother. She was single raising a young man in fear of me falling into the wrong crowd with no father figures she held on pretty tight. It wasn't until highschool I got to experience most normal teen things.
Parties, drinking, smoking, sneaking out, making out with girls you name it I tried it all in the span of my highschool years. Meeting my brother unlocked more of the world than I ever thought. Not saying he's a bad influence we never got into legal trouble or anything to bad but I felt like I was finally living.
"Ay buy me this." He throws a chocolate bar at me.
"Nigga buy it yourself you got the money. Probably make more than me." Not.
"How else I'm suppose to stay rich?" Seeing I wasn't giving in he went right on to an open register. "Look out we got company." He was already opening his candy walking back my way.
