Christian

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       Me and my friend Joseph was chilling we had just got out of class. We were at the Waffle House, I was starving.
"Christian! Bruh we'll be finished after the first semester summer! Im going to enjoy the hoes this summer!"
"Hell yeah just make sure you walk in December!" Miami University, I was finished with my degree after I completed my summer courses. Of course, I told mom I was taking a break, before I go back to school but I'll see.
"I will walk nigga! Just make sure you be there on time! Lateness."
"Aye you know my roommate leaving for the summer for good. I got the crib to myself. A two bed room." I smirked.
"Bruh you know, you already got the juice, it will be nothing for the hoes to come by!"
"Bruh I'm not finna have all these hoes in my house and to be honest-" I stopped dead in my sentence as I seen two beautiful ladies walk through the door. They look really professional. I could tell one was coming from an interview and one was getting off work. I redirected my self back to the conversation I was having. "To be honest, I'm trying to find a female to make it more so of a home. I mean I'm not getting any younger. My mom keeps hounding me about finding someone. "You know my mom does the same exact thing! I be like ma , chill when it's serious or I like somebody i'll let you know."
We ordered our food as we had a table full of food. Even though I was a few weeks away from competing my degree, I sold green on the side , not by the gram, by the pound. It was the way of life for me, I've been doing it since I was in the 7th grade. Mom knows , that's why I got emancipated in high school junior, and my homie Joseph been there the whole way. We trapped together so that my brother.
"Joe, you tryna get outta ya mamas house sooner than later."
"What you plotting on Nigga?" 
I wiped my hands on the napkin and placed it on my empty plate was once had a waffle on their.
"We do business together. All that shit you got at your moms house. You can move to my house on 173rd. You my brother, and I'm asking my brother to move in with me. That way we split this shit fifty-fifty."
"Hell yeah! Thanks man!"
"When you tryna move?
"This weekend."
"That's a bet." I paid for the food as we got up , I passed by the table as I made eye contact with the girl who was dressed in her interview clothes. Her brown eyes popped with her light skin complexion.
I walked out the door as joe hit me upside the head.
"Daydreamer , talk to her if you want." He said as I locked the door. She glanced at me again.
"I'll see her again."
"Yeah, In Your dreams nigga"

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