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CLIFF POV: It's been a muhfuckin while. A bitch got these wires out ha mouth.
"So how are you feeling with the wires being out?"
"A bitch can talk hell I'm happy na"
"I love it, I love it. So as you know you'll have to stay for another week just to make sure everything is normal, there's no problems or anything with them being out."
"A week? That's a hell of a long time."
"I thought you'd wanna stay that long to make sure of it as well. Your regular release day was supposed yo be yesterday, but I wasn't too sure about it. If you want to be discharged today it's totally up to you"
"Yeah I gots to get up outta hure. If it's any problems I'll come right back but right na I'm fine and I need to go"
"Ok we'll get you your discharge papers"
*Dials Lamarques*
"Yeah?"
"Bwoy getcho fragile ass up. A bitch is ready to go"
"Oh shit Cliff you talking na"
"Yes finally."
"Aight I'm on the way"
Ion thank a bitch going to anymo hotel parties after this shit.
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"You ready?"
"Mo than. How my grandmuva doing?"
"She aight. A mess though"
"That sound like Ernestine. You looking all good what's yo plans fa today?"
"Ion got no plans, why I can't just look good?"
"You can I'm just saying you always have plans whenever you go get that small head of yours cut"
"Nah not today. You going back to the club or you ain't ready fa that yet?"
"I gots scrilla to make I'm going back tonight"
"Aight"
Finally made it to the damn house. A bitch is hot and ready to take a long shower
"Grandmuva Ernestine!"
"Is that you Clifford?"
"Well yeah who else a bitch sound like?"
"Wesley Snipes"
"Aw hush heffa. You ate?"
"She good Cliff"
"He been making sure a bitch was fine"
"Thank you, Lamarques"
"Youn gotta thank me fa that"
"Well I wanted to"
I went to take a cold shower my rib cage and face was still a lil sore, but it ain't nothing a bitch can't handle
"You good?"
"I'm fine don't worry bout me I been through worse"
"Cliff"
"Lamarques"
"You sure you wanna go back right na?"
"Ain't that what I said?"
"Yeah but you holding ya stomach and shit like it hurt"
"I'm fine."
"Aight, but ima be there the whole time"
"That's fine. Which outfit?"
"Try em on let me see"
"Mmkay hold up"
3 Years later——-
"Hell nah"
"Nigga wha"
"Too short. You bend over a lil and everythang gon show"
Next outfit;;;;
"Hell nawl to the nawl nawl nawl. Cliff why you keep choosing all this short ass shit?"
"It ain't about the length it's about how it look on me"
"Anythang look good on you, you know that, but that right there is fa my eyes only"
"Bwoy... I like it"
"I like it too just not out in public where everybody can see"
"Alright well fine hail let me just throw on a big ass shirt some big ass shorts and big ass shoes to top it off"
"You know what it's yo first day back and shit. Ima let you slide this one time. Ion trust these thirsty niggas"
"Them thirsty niggas can't have this just know that"
"Shit if they wanna live they betta know it"
"They done already beat a bitch ass what else could they want"
"They? Who is they? It was more than one?"
"No...just one. Knocked a bitch clean out"
"Don't joke like that Cliff"
"Alright short temper"
"What else happened?"
"Nothing"
"Quit lying. It was sum that you ain't want nobody to know bout"
"If I ain't want you to know why continue to ask?"
"Why youn wanna talk about it? It must be some outrageous shit"
"Lamarques"
"What Cliff? You ain't gon be able to hold that in fa long so just say it na"
"As long as it'll keep you from hurting somebody ima hold it in fa as long as I can"
"Who you tryna protect? The nigga that put his hands on you?"
"I just don't thank the boy deserve to die"
"You in yo right mind?"
"I was, but na I'm in my left mind"
"If youn wanna tell me it's aight either way ima find out"
"Find out what?"
"What else happened in that room"
"Mmkay detective work yo lil set"
"You ready to slide?"
"You ready to lose the attitude?"
"You ready to tell me what else happened?"
"Aht aht"
"Well that's my answer to yo question. You look good though ain even gon lie"
"Well thank you Lamarques—shit!"
"What Cliff what happened?"
"My damn rib cage"
"Shit my bad. You prolly gon have to heal befo you go back"
"Last thang I wanna look like is a weak bitch. I'm fine"
