I am off today so I want to hang somewhere man jason went to go play basketball for like 3 months so I have to wait for him to get back and bryson gonna leave for his tour in like 2 weeks and he staying for 3 months to so now I'm niggaless. I get up and take a shower and put on some clothes I put on my brooklyn shirt with some black ripped jeans my concords my father case a pearl necklace some red lipstick my sunglasses and my hair down curly.
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II go to my kitchen oh yea I got to go grocery shopping I get my Keys and make a list while looking in the fridge and pantry and head to the store to get me some food. I'm making fajitas tonight that's gonna be good I pick up everything I need from the store and head home I have to make like 5 trips to get everything then I unpack all the food and I get a text from bryson Bryson: couldn't make it Me: no sorry but I'm free today Bryson: tru but not everybody just me swan and Eric chilling today you can hang Me: alright when Bryson: I mean they not here yet but you can come over now and we can start early Me: shit great Bryson: aight see you later Me: yup omw I grab my car keys and get in my car and head out but I don't have his house address Me: where you at Bryson: oh yea I'm at my house imma send you the address He sent me the address and I put it in the GPS and headed to his house I pull up and the house is big Me: damn I walk up and ring the doorbell bryson opens the door Bryson: well what a surprise look who it is Me: goddman what you need this house for Bryson: because its harley house Me: shit you got harley her own house shit what a father Bryson: yea so we gonna continue to talk outside I walk inside and bryson leads me to his weed room which is his sitting room. He sit down and I sit beside him he starts playing NBA 2K16 Me: I wanna play Bryson: really u wanna play He looked at me like I was stupid Me: why you looking at me like that Bryson: because you don't ever play shit Me: oh yea pass me a remote We started playing I was the Charlotte hornets in the group we started playing Bryson: ok now push A Me: nigga I know Bryson: ok I won't help you no more let's go then He on offense he dribbles down the court he passes it to his teammate but I snatch it and make a 3 pointer Bryson: oh ok I see you Me: nah I couldn't play right let's go I wanna whoop your ass He looks at me then laughs Bryson: yea ok We finish playing the game and I win 98 to 87 I stand up and get in his face Me: yea nigga yea nigga fuck you thought -throws remote on his lap- what you learn Bryson: man you lucky I need a new remote my remote stick was fucking up that's it Me: yea suck my ass nigga you mad Bryson: man fuck- The door bell rings Me: nigga you was saved by the bell He opens the door and swan and Eric come in Swan: what up nigga -do the hug shit- Bryson: what up swan ain't seen you in a hot minute hey bro Eric: hey man how's it been Bryson: good good and this is Moe Me: hi Swan: that's your girl Bryson: no man every girl that I invite over my house isn't my girl Eric:-shakes my hand- hey I'm eric Me: hi eric and -looks at swan with my hand out- hi swan Swan: hey baby girl Me:- blushes- Bryson:-pulls our hands apart- ok that's enough He puts his arm over my shoulder and leads me to the sitting room Swan: damn bro why you getting so mad for that's not your girl remember Bryson: aye swan shut the fuck up Me: ok y'all stop please thank you so who got the weed Eric: oh you with that Me:-really nigga face- nigga what Bryson: she cool yo foreal Swan:it was your turn to get it b Bryson: no nigga it wasn't eric: yea swan had it last time and i had it before that Bryson: oh shit damn it is Me: man y'all extra lucky Eric: why Me: I got some in my car Swan: what type of dumb shit is that you got weed in your car Me: um yes nigga I have 2 jobs ,nigga out to kill me and I'm not getting no dick I got weed in my car Bryson: I'll come with you Me and bryson walk out to my car and get the weed from my glasses holder on the ceiling and bring it back inside Eric: wait you playing those are cigars Me: dumb bitch scrape that shit out and put the weed in that's how I always do it Bryson: see nigga she cool Me: here you do it eric scrape it out then fix the weed and put it in there and you can light it Eric fixes it then we start passing it around ~20 minutes later~ Me: bruh nigga if you at a resrurant order a burger and some goddamn cheese fries right and you waiting on the waiter don't that make you the waiter Eric: yo I never thought about that shit Moe you smart as shit Swan: yo think about this if Cinderella shoe fit then why it fall off in the first place Bryson: you dumb bitch cause she was running down some stairs Swan: bruh shut the fuck up Me: aye nigga y'all wanna play-points to the remote- Eric: what you know about this
