"What makes you think you can handle all dis'?" I asked with a grin, deciding to play along with his little game. He deeply chuckled. "Naw baby I think it's gon' be you who can't handle dis'." He stated confidently.
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Katrina "Bunny" Hernandez August 20, 2020 12:34 PM ~~~
The was reopening next week. So, there was a text sent to the Pynk posse group chat for us to meet up today. I was sitting on the stage talking and stretching with Imani as we waited for Uncle Clifford. I showed her my necklace that Big L gave me. "Bitch that is beautiful." She said with a smile. "Thank you." I replied looking down at the necklace in adoration. "I'm so happy y'all made it official girl. You deserve happiness, Trina." She said softly, grabbing my hand.
"Aww don't get soft on me 'Mani." I gushed. "I'm just bein' truthful. I'm so happy y'all stopped da bullshit, knowin' y'all deserve each other." We both laughed at her response. "He doesn't know that I got him a gift too." I pulled out a box. I opened it showing her the big gold ring with a K engraved in the middle.
"Oh he's gon' love that!" She smiled. "I know right." I giggled. We continued our conversation but I felt eyes on me.
I looked around and made eye contact with Roulette which was strange. I jerked my head back, shocked and confused on why she was staring at me. "Am I tripping?" I said aloud. "Huh?" Imani replied. "Roulette is fuckin' starin' at me for no reason." I told her. She looked in the same direction. "What the fuck?" She said just as confused as me. "Exactly."
I broke eye contact with her when I saw Cliff, Duffy, and Big L walk in. I smiled when I saw him. He smirked as he walked past puffing on his cigar.
"Whoo! The grand re-re-re-REE-openin' right 'round da corner bitches!" Cliff announced. "Yup. Yup." One of the girls said. "Duffy, dem Ugandans you got us got dis place feelin' like muhfuckin' Antartica." Cliff said. "Uncle Clifford they ain't mine." Duffy replied. "Well whosever they are, they gon' make a heiffa trade a mink in fa sum bearskins up in dis bitch." Cliff added.
"Anything to get da Pynk back up and runnin'." Duffy said. "Yep, yep, but dis permit only got us operatin' at 50% capacity, and dat Lauren Hawkins bitch, she gon' enforce dat tighter than a wig on pool day." Lo stated.
"Well dat big booty bitch da one you needa be tryna dick down. Since dat one ova thure taken." Cliff hummed. They turned to Big Bone and Diamond giving each other PDA.
"Ian even know da niggah could smile." Cliff looked surprised. "Yea I heard dat Uncle Clifford." Diamond said aloud. "I wanted you to, Diamond." Cliff flicked open his fan and waved. "I just don't know how they expect us to make enough scrilla if we can't even pack it out." Lo said. "Don't worry 'bout all dat, cause I got my bottom bitch back in da house!" Cliff exclaimed. "What Uncle Clifford rule 77 say? Sometimes you gotta make a fall look like a risin' in dis muhfucka. Cause they can't keep a bad bitch down!" Cliff continued. "The Pynk is gon' be crunk as a mug when they see yo' new dance, 'Cedes." Cliff chuckled.
