I sat and ate from my burrito bowl while I scrolled through Instagram.
"Chris Brown is a whole coke head and we still love this man..." I thought out loud as a number FaceTimed me.
I fluffed my hair and sat up properly then picked up.
"What's poppin shorty?" Dro popped up with a toothpick in his mouth looking good as hell.
"Hi, Dro" I smiled at his fine ass.
"What you doin, whole lotta love?" He asked.
"Eating, wassup?" I continued to stuff my face.
"You busy tonight? I want you to be my plus one to this party." He smirked.
"Boy, what party?" I questioned.
"My homeboy releasing his album- I'll pick you up and bring you back home-feed you...allat."
"Why you assume I wanna be fed ? What the fuck that mean?" I playfully asked.
"It mean we gon get high, and get hungry. The fuck you thought I meant? Listen, ima come get you around 10 tonight. Don't be looking too fire, I don't need to be knockin niggas out. Don't got time to be getting D'ussé on the Giuseppe, feel me?"
"Yeah, whatever. Why you asking me? I'm sure you got a few bitches that wouldn't mind-"
"If that's ya way of asking if I have hoes..."
"I don't give a damn if you do." I shrugged.
"Why? Cuz you got em? I know you do..." Dro dimmed his eyes at me.
"I'm single and living my best life." I grinned.
"You out here being a freek-a-leek?!" He laughed.
"No nigga, I'm out here living. How long is this party?" I asked.
"I'll bring you back home safely, ma. Quit buggin." He looked at the camera.
I shook my head at how fine he was.
"You telling me no?" Dro raised a eyebrow.
"Can Char come?" I asked.
"He performing there." He responded with the duh face.
"Bitch dont tell me shit..."I spoke as I rolled my eyes.
At that exact moment I got a text from him that said:
You coming to my performance tonight bitch?🥴
"I hate him... alright Dro. I'll go." I shrugged.
"Cool, remember... 10 o'clock tonight. Ima see you then, sexy." He bit his lip.
"Later." I smiled then hung up.
Shortly after, there was a knock on my door. I shuffled over to see who it was.
"Who?!" I hollered.
"Mekk." His voice responded.
I opened the door as a wide grin spread across his face.
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Know Your Worth
General FictionNiyari Jones, 20 year old bombshell of a woman who's got her own. Men come and go; Love really isn't a option for Niyari as she's lost all hope for it and started to believe that all men were the same. When her eyes fixate on Mekkah, Niyari plunges...
