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ᴛᴀʀᴀᴊɪ ʜᴇɴꜱᴏɴ
ᴀᴜɢᴜꜱᴛ 20, 2020
ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ:

i found peace in sitting with my people and getting high. i needed to forget some shit for the time being. only tequila and weed could do that, so i took the easy route. my mind hasn't been set free from the constant overthinking yet. betrayal was basically written on the inside of my forehead– i couldn't stop thinking about it.

"raji, is them folks following you, man?"

"nah" he thinks just because he saw me on tv that i have security around me, "i wish you would stop asking me that."

"i just dont need my spot hot or being watched."

"you good." i took another puff before passing it.

"so, what's up? what's been going on with you? niggas barely see you round these old parts."

"im just in need of a good smoke. wassup with you?"

"im aight. taking it one day at a time. forget that how does it feel to be with the fantasia barrino?"

"it feels great– could you pass the blunt now big mouth ass nigga." we laughed. the door swung open, and in came miles.

"ayo, what it do raj" he dapped me up.

"wassup with you?"

"none much. wassup with you? nigga you famous what you doing in this poor neighborhood again?"

"okay, first off im not famous and second i didn't forget where i came from."

"real shit– fuck that, why is yall sparking the j without me? i brought snacks."

"i told raji i was waiting for you, but she told me to fye that shit up."

i choked on the smoke, "miles, you know his ass is lying. ill never not include you in a session."

"that shit flaw, tez, and don't touch these goodies nigga how bout that."

my phone vibrated in my pocket. i looked at the contact name, seeing that it was tasia. i sat the blunt in the ashtray and walked outside to answer.

"hey, wassup, are you and laila good?" i answered.

"hey, we okay. i was calling to see if you were good."

"im great, just chilling."

"you dont sound like yourself. where are you and what are you doing?"

"im at an old pals house smoking a little, and you have my location, tasia."

"i know. i just wanted to hear your voice. be careful– this is where paparazzi has the right to do whatever while you're out in the open."

"im gonna be inside until i get ready to leave, so i should be good."

"do you know when you'll be back? i don't mean to sound clingy or an–"

"tasia, stop. i told you it's nothing wrong with being clingy or looking for answers. ill be back in an hour."

"okay, well, if you need me to pick you up or anything, just call, please."

"alright. see you soon, i adore you."

"i adore you even more." i hung up and turned to see these nosy niggas standing by the door.

"fantasia made this nigga a simp." tez joked.

"shut yo ass up." i went to close the door when a foot stopped it, "shit my b– raegen?" i questioned, furrowing my eyebrows.

"um, i have to go..." she sped off, and i went behind her.