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| september 23rd | a day prior
I stood in line at one of my lil soul food spots waiting for the person in front of me to order. It wasn't too busy in here today so this was finna be a quick in and out situation.
The bell on the door dinged announcing that someone walked in. I slightly turned my head to get a look at whoever it was then a grin appeared across my face.
"What up Dun Dada." I turned around dapping up my patna DunDun. "Wasshannin bit." he smiled snapping his fingers.
"Shit. Hungry as a bitch." I said and he nodded his head. "Hell yeah. What you know bout this spot nigga?" he asked me and I sucked my teeth.
"Nah nigga what you know?" I pointed at him and he chuckled. "Nigga I been on. You been cool since the li situation?" he asked me and I shrugged my shoulders.
"It ain't really shit to be cool bout. It's a fucked up situation." I said then paused him once I got ready to take my order.
"How ya doin? What can I get ya today?" the usual New Orleans cougar with the gold tooth and hairnet trapping her bundles asked me.
"Wassup, lemme do the six piece wing dinner with mac and yams on the side." I told her and she nodded writing it down. "And the drink?" she asked me. "Skrawberry." I said and she nodded then sent the order to the back.
"$23.89." she said and I pulled out two twenties and once she gave me my change I put it in the tip jar.
"It's gon be 15 minutes baby, gon and come back in a few." she nodded her head off and I nodded then let DunDun order.
After he ordered we went back to conversation while sitting at one of the tables. "So wassup with our girl? How she feelin bout all dis mane?" he asked me.
"Who? London?" I asked him and he sucked his teeth. "No shit pussy." he said and I shook my head.
I met DunDun when I was in fifth grade and we been solid eva since. I could tell this nigga everything and wouldn't hear it come out nobody else mouth. He was one of my loyal ones.
I introduced him to London when me and her were just friends so he knew her pretty well. We'd all smoke together sometimes and some mo shit.
"My nigga how else she supposed ta feel? She told me she don't wanna see a nigga face again after that shit." I said and he folded his lips and shook his head.
