In which Jamell drinks Hennessy for the first time and it doesn't end well.
JAMELL DEMONS.
"Ooo bihhhh!" I squealed when my song started playing through the club loudly as I stood on the couch to sing it and all eyes were on me making my chains glisten against the lights from their phones. "Won't you eat the dick like some medium friesssss!"
"Take off your pants then!" Someone shouts making Sheyaa look over at them with his usual mug on his face as I continued singing swaying from side to side.
"I'll knock you the fuck out."
"I told you what it was from the jump don't flex!" I jumped off the couch moving my shoulders. "I told if you try me then you gotta fight my ex!"
"You need to sit the fuck down!" Tyquain yells when I jumped on the rails still singing. "Can't take yo' ass nowhere!"
"Leave him alone, it's his birthday." Kentrell voices pushing Tyquain off his lap and standing up from the couch. "I'm about to go get some drinks, Sheyaa watch after them aight?"
"Nigga stop talkin' to me like I'm fuckin' two." Sheyaa grumbles snatching me off the rails by my shirt when I almost fell over them and threw me down on the couch beside Tyquain. "Sit the fuck down."
"Damn, just stretch my shit out." I frowned smoothing my shirt out as I sat up. "I'm so fuckin' hungry!"
"I wanna eat some dick." Tyquain nods as I turn to him and slapped hands with him because I was thinking the same shit. Sheyaa soon sat down beside me throwing his arm over my shoulder and mushing away Tyquian's face in the process. "Sheyaa what the fuck?!"
"Stop talkin' to him, he startin' to act like you." He mumbles as Kentrell came back up the stairs smiling while carrying two big bottles that I couldn't see what it was. "Here come this nigga."
"This is my bestfriend of course we're gonna act alike with yo' mean ass."
"Periodt pooh." I swiped under my chin as Sheyaa groaned and Tyquain laughed when I turned to look at him. "Fuck wrong with you?"
"I'm tired" He sighs as I pat his head nodding and he pushed my hand away. "I'm not no fuckin' dog stop pattin' me, shit."
"You really mean as fuck." I frown again turning to see Kentrell grabbing these small glasses sitting them on the table in front of us. "What's in the bottles?!"
"Shit." He smirked holding one up. "This Hennessy and the other one Crown Royal . I wanna mix them but we don't want you fucked up too much slime."
"Ew." Tyquain scrunches up his face making me glance over at him. "Hennessy really nasty as fuck."
"What does it taste like?"
"Death."
I scrunched up my face after what he said before facing forward and leaning into Sheyaa's side waiting for Kentrell to finish filling up the mini glasses. Once done he handed two to me as I just stared at them.
"That's Hennessy, drink that shit nigga!"
"Are you sureee?" I question slowly looking at my two friends as Kentrell nodded smiling and Tyquian shook his head. "This shit betta' be good."
"I'm tellin' you big bruh that shit taste like death!"
"I never got drunk a day in my life." Kentrell shrugs. "But the bitch up at the front told me to grab em', so drink up!"
