The sun was starting to dip, casting shadows across Deuce's room. He was deep in the zone, thumb working the controller like it was an extension of his arm. "These niggas ass! Let's go!" he was locked in, eyes burning staring at the screen. The hustle of the day faded away, replaced by the sound of sneakers squeaking on hardwood and virtual crowds going crazy..
But that peace was about to be shattered.
*Boom!* The door flew open like a scene from a bad cop movie. "POLICE!" Jroc Yelled, busting into the room like he was really the police laughing hard and loud after seeing deuce face. He was wearing a ski mask with the same outfit he had on earlier.
Deuce jumped up, Startled like no other, heart racing. "What the hell my nigga?!" He rubbed his eyes, confusion washing over him. "You scared the fuck outta me i can't even lie!"
They locked eyes, and just like that, the tension broke. Laughter erupted, filling the room like it was a comedy club. "You should've seen your face, bro! You're lucky i didnt bring my camera yo ass would be viral by the morning. You lookin' like you just saw a ghost!" Jroc screamed, doubling over with laughter.
"Now get yo ass whooped like yo daddy used to!" Deuce shot back, chuckling as he regained his composure. "You think you can just bust in here like that? ok i got you, grab the controller.
"Hey, I'm just tryin' to keep the streets safe," Jroc replied with a smirk, plopping down on the bed next to Deuce. "Now, you ready to lose?"
They fired up the game again, controllers in hand. Who you running with? Asked deuce. Shiiit miami with lebron. Ok ima go with the bullz with drose then. Chitown shit.
The friendly competition heated up, each point scored followed by relentless trash talk. "You know I'm the king of this court, right?" Jroc boasted, sinking a three-pointer with lebron. That's 58 for lebron he laughed.
"King? More like court jester!" Deuce shot back, laughter spilling out like the soda they had spilled on the floor last week.
"Aw, c'mon, man! You gotta give me some credit!" Jroc joked you finna get dubbed gang, but the playful banter continued. Deuce couldn't help but enjoy the moments; it was just him and his best friend, nothing but good vibes and competition.
After a series of epic games, Deuce found himself on the losing end. "Alright, alright! You got lucky this time," he conceded, throwing up his hands in defeat.
"Lucky? luck my ass, i won 15 straight. Jroc laughed knowing it was only 4 but 4 more then deuce, slapping Deuce on the back. "Let's hit the store and grab some honey buns and see if some loud over there. Ain't nothing like a victory meal."
As they walked down the street, the air was thick with the smell of heat and hot ass, Man its too hot out here forreal said deuce. They went back in forth about life for a few mims until they crossed paths with a girl who made Jroc's head spin.
A sexy chocolate thang leaned against the wall, scrolling through her phone. Jroc's eyes lit up. "Yo, watch this." He strutted over, confidence oozing from every step. Deuce watched, half impressed, half cringing.
"Hey there," Jroc started, his voice smooth as butter. "You need a player for that game you're playin'?"
She glanced up, arching an eyebrow, a smile creeping onto her lips. "And what game would that be?"
Jroc hit her with a line deuce aint never heard before, but the girl was into it. They talked for a few mins, laughter and flirtation dancing between them, until Jroc pulled out his phone, a sly grin on his face. "Let me get your number, so we can set up a rematch."
"Only if you promise not to lose so easily next time," she teased, handing over her digits.
Once the exchange was done, Jroc strutted back to Deuce, a triumphant grin plastered on his face. Man shorty was cold said Jroc. And she aint from out here just moved out here she said."
"Yeah, yeah, yeh Mr. Smooth Talker," Deuce laughed, shaking his head. "Let's just get those snacks and head back before your head gets too big. I grabbed some smoke for the dub while u was talking with shorty
After they got snacks and had a friend buy a pack of dutches. They then made their way back home, laughter followed them
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OVERNIGHT
Tajemnica / Thriller"Overnight" follows Deuce, a man from Chicago, who finds himself in a race against time after one of his close friends goes missing under mysterious circumstances. With only one day to uncover the truth, Deuce navigates the gritty urban landscape, f...
