"Belly did."
"Well, I'm interested, if that was something you were planning to offer."
"I thought about it, yeah," I said, watching her.
"If you're offering, I'd love to," Ji murmured, passing me the blunt she'd taken from Hawk earlier.
"Have you ever modeled before?"
"No, actually."
Belly spoke up again.
"I'm sure you'd be great," he said.
"Hey, what's your real name anyways? I know it isn't Ji," Hawk said.
"Jamarah," she replied, not bothering to address the attitude in his voice.
"Jamarah what?"
She sucked her teeth and turned her red eyes toward him.
"Why don't you talk to me with a little more respect before I answer your damn questions, nosy, skinny bird-ass looking motherfucker," she snapped.
He didn't reply, just got on his phone.
I heard her phone vibrated, so she pulled it out.
Hawkxo has unfollowed you.
"Petty ass," I said, looking at Hawk. He flipped me off.
"Man, I'm going upstairs. Ain't dealing with y'all fuckheads."
"Fuck outta my loft then bitch," I said stiffly.
He shot me a glare and turned to the front door, slamming it as he went out.
Cash looked over.
"The fuck is up his ass?"
"His girl dumped his cheating ass," La Mar answered.
"Prolly got a baby dick too," Ji said, laughing softly.
"I sure as hell ain't," I muttered.
She turned her low eyes to me and snickered.
"Abel, I wanna go party."
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abelxo- if your ass will stop being lame meet us at the club in 15
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abelxo- petty ass
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part 2
