Strike One, Strike Two, Strike Three

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                                    Fendi

                   

I swear the fear that went through my body when the lights came back on was unexplainable and by the look on Rahmel's face, he's experiencing the same fear

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I swear the fear that went through my body when the lights came back on was unexplainable and by the look on Rahmel's face, he's experiencing the same fear. We're still slightly hidden behind the tall block but as soon as people start coming downstairs from the second level, we would be fucked. We quickly got up and started pulling our pants back up. . . I'm so glad that we weren't completely butter ball naked because I'm not sure how we would've gotten away with this. Luckily, by the time everybody starts returning to the main room we are fully clothed and trying our best to act regular when we see Rome, Leaf and Ashanti walking towards us.

"Damn y'all niggas was down here the whole time?" Leaf asks and we both awkwardly nod our heads. . . Well actually, I'm the only awkward one in this situation while Mel is playing it cool as if he didn't just put a week's worth of nut in my ass a few seconds ago.

"Yeah, I caught him down here and started lighting him up with the gun. Lil nigga couldn't handle me, started begging and saying 'please' and shit" Mel says with a smirk. To them, he's just talking about laser tag but I know he's trying to be funny. . . Asshole.

They all started discussing the game when the man in charge of Laser tag guided us outside to look at the scoreboard to see who won. . . "We cooked them niggas bro!" I hear Leaf say as he daps up Mel and the rest of the people that were on their team. I look over to my left and see Rome staring at me with squinted eyes and I start to grow nervous. I don't know why because it's not like he could know anything, he was upstairs the whole time. But the way he's looking at me right now is like he knows that something was going on. I try to avoid his gaze and stare straight ahead at the screen but from the corner of my eye I can see his jaw drop and then he covers his mouth as if he's figured something out. I see his gaze go from me to Mel and then I see him shake his head in disappointment.

What the fuck?

I want to ask him what that was about, but a big part of me doesn't even want to know the answer. Part of me feels ashamed about what we just did but the other part of me knows that I enjoyed every bit of it.

Ashanti walks over to me after looking at the scoreboard, "well damn friend it don't even look like you were trying. . . Look like you was just laying on your back the whole time or something."

I hear Rome chuckle deeply to my left and I side eye him. . . He's fucking with my nerves.

"I don't know what happened" I start and try to laugh although it didn't seem genuine. "I thought I was shooting niggas the whole time."

She shrugs, "All I know is, next time we come you gonna have to be on somebody else's team bookie." She says as she wraps her arm around my shoulder, "Y'all ready to go back though?" We all say yes to her question and start heading back to the car. On the way out the door we pass a mirror and I can see Rome still shaking his head as he walks behind us.

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