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"is it lunch time yet?" i asked as i taped up the box in front of me
"we just had lunch...thirty minutes ago"
"so you telling me that wasn't snack time?"
"shut the fuck up" he said bitterly
dude has had me here since fucking 10am. i don't even remember the last time i woke up before 1 when i ain't have school or work.
"the real question is why you got so much shit and you live alone?"
this nigga got more shit in his apartment than i got at the crib with a whole 2 people living there—3 if you count my moms mom.
"it's not even that much you dragged it, you just being lazy"
"dragged it? nigga you got five whole speakers. what three wasn't enough?"
"one for each room. it be annoying when i'm in my room then i gotta come all the way to the living room 'cus i left my speaker there. and i don't think i gotta explain the bathroom speaker, everyone got one of those"
"yes, but a normal ten dollar speaker off eBay not a bose waterproof and surround sound speaker that prolly cost you about three hunnid"
"it was actually two hunnid and fifty but—"
rich people are weird. but i get it though, when money ain't an issue you just be buying whatever to make life simpler. i probably would have a speaker in every room too if i had that kinda money. it would be convenient.
"can we at least take a break? it's been hours"
"how bout we bring what's boxed up already to the new crib? that way you'll get a break and it'll be less shit to take later"
it's bout an hour drive there and back, i can fuck with that.
"aigh. but how much shit fittin in that small ass car?" i asked looking around at the average sized boxes surrounding us
only bout two of these would fit, three if we force it, and maybe another on my lap. it's a waste to just bring that many boxes on a long ass ride.
"we not taking that car"
duh. why would i ever think he would only have one car. it seems like everything he has is in multiples.
"grab a box" he said before doing so and leading the way to the door
i grabbed one then followed as we went downstairs to the garage. he led the way to a white range.
"i'm guessing white's your favorite color" i said while he unlocked the car
i was clearly mistaken thinking this process was gonna be less work. we made about three more trips to get more boxes, fitting seven between both the backseat and trunk, as well as some loose miscellaneous things.
