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R O M A N

Roe looked down at his cell phone, glancing at the time. It was 2:45 in the afternoon, and his cousin Mikel was taking his sweet time to come out of his baby mother's house.

He was supposed to be picking up his son for the rest of the week, since his baby momma was going on a trip with her new boyfriend. Roe just sat outside in his car listening to some r&b at a low volume.

He smacked his lips after realizing he had been waiting for almost 20 minutes. Snatching the keys out of the ignition, he got out and walked up to the front door, knocking firmly.

A few seconds passed before Mikel's baby momma, Tati, opened the door. She was an extremely thick fair skinned woman with long red weave. She stood tall at 5'8, and had an obnoxiously grating voice. She was a certified hood rat in Roe's eyes.

"Whea Kel at? He needa bring his ass on." Roman said. His tone was calm but still firm.

Tati just rolled her eyes and opened the door wider. Roe peeked in and saw him on the couch with his shoes off, and his two year old son on his lap.

"Yeah, come get his sorry ass. Steady tryna beg for some pussy like I ain't got a man." Tati pointed her super long acrylic nails towards Mikel, speaking loud enough to be heard throughout the whole neighborhood.

Mikel stood up and walked to the door with his son on his arm. He put his backpack on him, then sauntered to the door as he slipped his feet into his adidas slides.

"That ain't never stopped yo thot ass wit the last nigga." He said as he pushed past her, making his way through the door.

Tati's mouth fell open as she looked at Roman.

"Ima kill that bitch ass nigga one of these days, I'm serious Roe. And tell him to watch his muthafuckin mouf' around my muthafuckin baby!" Tati yelled again, so that Kel could hear her clearly.

Mikel didn't respond, he just put his son in the backseat and strapped him in the seatbelt. He then hopped in the front seat and waved over to Roe.

"Come on nigga!" He yelled.

Now dis nigga wanna rush me? Da fuck?", Roman thought to himself.
He turned back to Tati and shook his head.
"Ite T."

He turned around and walked back to the car. Getting in, he looked back at Trent and held out his fist.

"Wassup lil folks. You good? Ain't nobody fuckin witchu is they?" He asked as Trent dapped him up with his tiny fist.
"Nuh uh uncle Roe!" He exclaimed in his little kid gibberish.

Roman laughed while buckling up his seatbelt. Starting the car, he pulled out of her driveway, going the direction to Mikel's house.
Roe turned to look at his cousin with a mug on his face.

"You oughta be ashamed of yoself, nigga. Matta fac, when you gettin yo car back? I can't keep doin dis ghetto shit." Roe said, stopping at a red light.

He looked back at Trent and saw that he was more preoccupied with his dad's cellphone than their conversation. He then turned back to Kel.

"Don't trip, I'm just waiting on the shop to call me this week. I need you to take me to another place tho."

Roman sighed.
"Whea da hell you goin now?"

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