A$AP Rocky| Thought
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"Yeah, man and I told her ass to gone on somewhere with that bullshit." Rakim took another long drag of the blunt before passing it to Erika, who was happily listening to another story about all the broads that Rakim abandoned.
Erika took a drag equally as long and blew out the smoke from her nose before handing it back. Rakim continued to talk, but Erika ceased to listen after so long. Instead she began to stare at Rakim, or Rocky, as his friends called him. She admired his face; the structure of his jaw, the way his lips formed the words, and the way the corners his eyes creased when he talked. She'd known Rakim for a long while and she definitely felt something towards him. It wasn't love though. It was more like she was infatuated with all things Rakim.
Often there were times, like now, that she would just stare at him or listen to him talk. Rakim was someone who still left her confused, curious, and excited. Even after ten years of knowing him and studying, she could never figure him out. There were times when she thought she figured him out, but then Rakim would always do something to leave her confused once again.
"Aye, Ericka, you listenin'?" He asked.
"Yeah." She lied.
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