a month later.
AMENDO NASOHN SCOTT
MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE
26 YEARS OLD
"We pull up slinging that static, don't do no talking, have your shit together when we come," Amendo sung as he swerved through traffic making his way towards the strip club that Gus had invited him out to. Gus had rented the club out to have a going away party also celebrating his birthday being that they would be leaving next month. The couple had decided to reside in Houston, Texas with their daughter.
Finally arriving, he found an available parking soace before taking his key out of the ignition. Grabbing the blunt from the cupholder he placed it between his lips lighting it before grabbing his cup of lean. Teaching in the back, he grabbed the Red Goyard bag full of money before stepping out of the car.
Tonight, Amendo was fresh as always. He wore a Red and White 'Chrome Hearts Matty Boy Chomper Hockey Jersey' with a plain white tee for the under shirt, A pair of 'Straight-Leg Logo-Print Jersey Track Pants', and on his feet were the 'Cement White' Retro 4s. A red 'Chrome Hearts' hat sat on the top of his head along with his scent of 'CREED Aventus' colonge and weed lingered in the air.
Locking his doors, Amendo made his way past the long line to get into the club speaking to people that had called his name, and ignoring the girls that threw themsel at him.
"Wassam, B!" The security guard, Melvin slapped hands with him as Amendo approached him. Amendo instantly allowed a smile to graze his face showcasing his pearly white teeth.
"What it do" Amendo slight chuckled as he walked past the male into the club. He nodded his head at the music that blared loudly throughout the club. Looking at the people packed from wall to wall, he made his mind up that he wouldn't be staying for long.
"Hey Bishop" A brownskinned woman spoke as she walked past him giving him a flirtatious look. Nodding his head at her with a smile, he took another pull from the blunt before resting it between his fingers as he reached down clutching onto his gun.
Making his way through the crowded club, he made his way up the stairs.
"Excuse me baby" Amendo told the girl that he had bumped into before he placed the blunt between his lips extending his arm out to catch her by the waist before she fell. The girl smacked her lips before standing back up straight fixing her clothing.
"You damn right exscuse you" The girl sassed as she turned around. Amendo allowed a chuckle to escape his lips before putting the blunt out. Sipping from his cup, he looked her up and down before walking around her finally making his way to the section that Gus had.
Nodding his head, he felt a little bit of hype go through his body as he spotted his friends sitting in the section with strippers dancing around them, blunts and bottles in rotation, and money flying through the air that was being thrown by his friends.
"Bishop, what it do baby" Marv, his homeboy, reached out to slap hands with him as he entered the section. Amendo smiled meeting him half way so that their hands could connect before he greeted everyone else.
"Nigga im surprised you even out here. Your antisocial ass" Poppa chuckled as he stood up from his seat on the leather couch with a cup of liquor in his hand, and a blunt in the other.
"Im coolin forreal forreal. Im leaving this bitch though in about an hour" Amendo slightly chuckled responding to his statement as he put the blunt out in the ash tray leaving the remains there.
