2 days until Christmas Break
TYREE
Today's the day I take Tiny to get her passport. This girl brains be so fried, how you forget you have NO passport whatsoever. But it's cool, I know how It be, especially since she started being like dada smokin that good shit.
She been smoking my shit from the start since she stepped foot on campus. Nelli and her don't get their shit from anywhere else.
"Wassup witchu my nigga!" Monet greeted as me and Tiny walked in. She was my homie that was actually gon hook us up on getting her passport same day.
"Yurrr what's good witchu, how you been?" I greeted back shaking up with her.
"Shiddd nigga like me been swell." Monet said holding her hand to her chin to show off her Rolex.
"Aahhh I see you, I see you!" I exclaimed nudging her shoulder.
"Type shit, I see you doing good too huh? Hey, how you doing? I'm Monet lil baby." She greeted fixing all her attention onto Tiny. Here this girl go, tryna steal my bitch from me already.
Tiny looked at her with a shy smile before sticking her hand out for Monet to shake it.
"I'm Destiny, but you can call me Tiny." She replied. Monet smiled as she took her hand up to kiss it.
"Well, nice to meet you, Tiny." Monet smiled. Tiny looked up at me for any correction in her actions and honestly, all I could do was laugh.
"Mo, get yo ass behind the counter and handle yo business damn!" I snapped at her. "All on MY bitch."
Monet smacked her lips and made her way to the back room of the store. Entering the room, we were greeted with a large blue photoshoot backdrop, cameras, and several computers, printers and laptops. Shit was legit.
"Wow, this kinda crazy." Destiny whispered as she took a look around.
"Okay, so Tyree already sent all your personal information, we just need to get your picture along with your passport pamphlet. Do me a favor and stand right there and look at this camera right here." Monet directed to Tiny.
It took about 30 minutes for everything to process. I paid Monet a pretty penny for this favor and left out her workplace. Tiny began doing a dance in celebration of finally getting her passport and I smiled at her joyfully.
We got in the car and like usual, I passed her my phone for her to play her lil music. I haven't heard a lot of the shit she been playing before I met her. Honestly, her music taste was... peaceful. It brought peace to my inner soul and actually spoke to me. All relatable shit doesn't have to come from Hip Hop. Shit, Sonder and DVSN nem be snapping, on bro.
She played "Missing you" by Case and we vibed out. This song was sad as hell but it gave a decent 90's vibe. It made me think of when me and Tiny away from each other for more than a week. From her massaging her hands through my dreads, rubbing circles on my chest as we chilled, smoked and watch movies, to her cooking for a nigga. Whew, that shit is priceless, you can't buy that type of shit for real.
"Aye, what time yo lash appointment shit? I asked turning the music down a bit.
"At 2."
She grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. Her ass like a soft ass marshmallow, just soft around everywhere. I began to trace circles on her thigh and nod my head to her music. Then a thought finally snapped me out my vibe.
"Damn, you tryna get yo nails & shit done too?" I asked. As her nigga, I pay attention to that, I be paying for it most of the time. But Tiny was also independent so sometimes, she'll take it upon herself to get her own shit done. But my shorty deserves that shit from me on a regular day considering the fact that she fasho handles shit with and away from me as well.
