If my life is without you, it may never be the same.
I crossed that street, only for debris to set me back.
The busy streets washed past us trampling over everything we once had.
The honking blocked my ears of the lies you told only making me wa...
"Bruh I'm high as fuck just let me borrow yo' shades." Anthony took Ashton's red tinted glasses off of his face and slid them on his. He knew it was wrong for him to get lifted right before a deal, but with the stress of his situation back in New Orleans he couldn't help himself.
Ashton pushed him lightly. "Nigga I'm high too." Ashton snatched the glasses off of his face.
"How about y'all both shut the fuck up, we about to be in people's presence and I don't need y'all arguing like two little bitches." Carson chastised as they entered the venue. Tori had the men out of their preference and invited them to a charity even. Not much donating would be done on their part since all the money would end up in their pockets. They never really did no twisted shit like this, but once they heard how much money they would be making individually the plan was in motion and they were down.
The whole charity event was drowning in drug money and to the naked eye they were modern day citizens that cared about some bullshit issue about the world.
Ashton and Anthony scoffed. "You been so uptight lately, you need some pussy." Anthony mumbled towards his friend.
Carson shook his head. "I been gettin' plenty of that." He thought back to Dieon as he grabbed a flute of champagne that was floating around on a silver platter.
Ashton and Anthony both scoffed behind them as the three came face to face with the signing table that was open to donations. Above the over extended table that touched both sides of the room, there was a sign that read Tori's Annual Charity Gathering LLC.
Just another things she and now the guys could put on their taxes to make them seem even more noble then before. "So can we donate a dollar since all the money gone come back to us at the end?" Ashton whispered over to Anthony.
Anthony turned to stale face him. "No dumbass donate a good amount." He told his friend as he fished his check book from his pocket. The other two did the same and wrote a check out for the same amount, $2,000. Signing it off, the placed it into the donation box before heading over to sign their name on the list of donation entries. Miami took these charity event really seriously, the guys assumed since all of the clipboards they grabbed were damn near full.
Tori who was floating around and being the phenomenal host she was, caught the men as they finished signing off their names and the amounts they offered. "Glad you guys could make it." She hugged the guys individually.
"I mean we had no choice." Ashton shrugged causing Carson to elbow him. "But I'm glad we were invited." He gritted out to cover up the wince of pain he wanted to let out.
Tori smiled. "That's more like it Ashton." She chuckled. "Go ahead and take your pictures so everyone can know you all donated." It fascinates the men at how passionate Tori was sounding when in all actuality this whole charity shit was fake as hell. There was no organization and the money more so invested and aided her business.
Although the men weren't in the picture mood, Ashton and Anthony did so anyway while Carson opted out. Their New Orleans flavor exuded throughout the photograph as Anthony squatted down and Ashton stood next to him with on foot against the wall behind them.
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