Soul Searching

3: Can't Buy Humor

Thomas slouched back in his seat, a wide grin on his face. He had never smiled so much in his life and was sure he was about to have some strong ass face muscles.

He was physically at the get together that Rocky had planned for him, but his mind was elsewhere. He and Aubrey had been texting non stop since he had given her his number. He felt like a giddy school girl the way his face lit up every time he heard his phone beep.

"Damn nigga, Siri got you smilin' like that? We at a party, leave that virtual pussy alone."

He looked up and met Rocky's gaze, ready to respond, but quickly returned his attention back to his phone when it vibrated in his hands.

Thomas: I wanna see you

Bri💦: U

Thomas: lol you always wit the games

Bri💦: always. I was an xbox in my past life

Thomas: 😂 I was a playstation

Bri💦: naw, this shit ain't gon work between us

Thomas quirked an eyebrow at the phone and reread the text three times before realizing he was over analyzing a simple joke.

Thomas: why, lol

He didn't want to seem too anxious, so he added on an lol. Everyone knows lols fix everything. The dj changed the song from Young Jeezy's Jungle to Lil Boosies They Dykin'. All of the girls that were posted up on the wall rushed towards the middle of the living room.

"Two red bones kissin' in the backseat. Two red bones kissin' in the backseat. Two red bones, two red bones, two--two--two--two. Two red bones kissin' in the backseat. Girl don't stop keep goin' that relax me."

Everyone in the room chanted along, even Thomas. He couldn't help it. There were certain songs that would always get a reaction out of the people in his hood.

Rocky had his eyes on this one broad who had been eyeing him all night. She was short, stacked, and redbone, just like he liked them. He decided that after he smoked his blunt, he would strap on his fuck her life up boots and go in for the kill.

Bri💦: 👀 your controllers don't fit in me

A loud, throaty chuckle escaped Thomas and drew Rocky out of his predatory gaze. He had brought all the bad bitches out to help welcome Tommy home, yet all he wanted to do was cake up with Siri.

He wanted to take his friend away from the life of blow up dolls he probably lived in Japan. He figured Thomas was one year away from strapping on some virtual reality gear and having virtual sex.

He wasn't aware of the plethora of women who haggled Thomas for sex. It's wasn't fear that held him back from pursuing them, nor was he insecure. He was simply a firm believer in soul ties and didn't want to permanately link himself with people who had bad intentions and negative energy.

Thomas: 😂 I'm just gon put in the tip. I promise

Bri💦: lol you wild. Wyd tho?

He shook his head. He knew she didn't just hit him with the fuck nigga line.

Thomas: I'm at this welcome home shindig my patna threw for me

Bri💦: where you coming home from?

Thomas: Japan. I was there six years

Bri💦: oh shit...

Thomas: 😂

Thomas: you still there dandiano?

He sent another text when she didn't reply to the first one. He guessed she didn't believe he was actually speaking Japanese the day they first met.