In which Kentrell vents to his big brother Kevin about how he's been feeling with his life, which leads into something more.
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"HA, AND I JUST DUNKED ON YO' ASS BITCH!" Ben shouts while hanging from the rim and swinging his legs back and forth as Joseph looked on panting heavily. The dark skin pulls himself up once more while smiling before jumping down landing perfectly on his feet. "I'm on yo' ass mane!"
"F-fuck." Joseph breathes clutching his chest while one of his hands rested on his knees. "Y-you only got twelve points hoe. I can still come back nigga."
"You got two points so what tha' fuck is you sayin' Joe?! You lost!"
"If anything gangsta I let you win." Joseph wipes at his forehead as Kentrell looked on laughing at their mini argument. Ben stares at him with his hands on his hips knowing the man hated losing in anything.
Which is why nobody liked playing with him because he was super competitive.
"Look Yb his ass finna cry!" He shouts again. "A sore fuckin' loser son!"
"Bitch ain' no cryin' over this way!" Joseph leans up quickly. "You got me fucked up."
"Y'all wild as a bitch." Kentrell laughs again while throwing barbecue flavored sun flower seeds into his mouth. "Rematch that shit mane."
"Ain' no need, all Ima do is whoop his ass again!"
"Nah rematch because you talkin' a lot of shit!"
"I'll embarrass you again. Don't start Joe!"
"Call me a start button because I'm on yo' ass na',"
"You one corny bitch mane!"
Kentrell laughs again while spitting the seeds he had in his mouth in the grass below him now watching his two friends fight over the basketball. They tussled for a little while until Joseph pushed his friend and told him he could have it.
"Let's go mane!"
"Aight hoe, don't be cryin' when I wipe the flo' with yo' dirty ass."
"You ain' wipin' shit, check that shit lil daddy!"
"I am bitch!"
The younger man shook his head reaching for his water and packet of cigarettes fishing one out while placing the unlit white stick into his mouth before throwing the green box back on the ground.
"Stop fuckin' pushin' me!"
"Aww is the baby about to cry? Play ball bitch!"
Kentrell looked up after taking a swig out his bottle seeing his two friends cussing at each other wildly over who was cheating or not.
"Stop elbowin' me in my fuckin' face!"
"You should be used to shit in yo' face!" Ben cackles dribbling the ball through his legs as his friend watched intensely huffing to himself. "Huff and puff but I bet you won't blow this game down, mane!"
"Stop talkin' so fuckin' much!"
"Don't tell me what to do nigga." The dark skin steps back on his right foot with the ball gripped tightly by his finger tips with his tongue stuck out.
Joseph leaned forward as if he was about to slap the ball out his hand but was wrong when his friend threw the ball over his head as if he let it go while bringing it back hitting him on the forehead with it while jerking from the right then to the left quickly making Joseph follow his movements only to end up on the hot cement hearing screams ring throughout his ears.
