Hu$$le Man Pt. 13

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{Lil Emani 💕}

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{Lil Emani 💕}

I took Lil' Mani, downtown L.A.
To offer her delicious cookies to the homeless. 'I've tried them on the safe side. So no one would be drugged, Ill, or poisoned.'

"Here." I pull the plastic bag out the cardboard box and hand it to her. "Last one."

I place my hands on her shoulders and brought her to a man, that looked promising and not dangerous.

"Say it.." I whisper in her ear.

In her little innocence, she said.
"Sir.. would you like some cookies?"

The man happily stood and took the bag. "Thank you. What's your name?"

I whisper a nickname for her.
"Eazy-E. You're welcome, mister!"

The man chuckled and waved goodbye, pushing his grocery cart away. As we turn, she stops and pulls out her $20 bill.

"Dove, what are you doing?"

"Can I give this to him, Ria?.. I feel bad." She pouted.

I gave her a small, sad, smile,
"You really want to..?"

"Yeah.." She did a little hop on her toes and nodded.

I let her give the man the money and watchfully, stayed close.

A smile spreaded across his face.
He nodded to her then me.

I saluted.

"I have a place in mind, that we can eat." I say, letting her hop in the backseat of the car.

Mani folds her arms, "Tell me. Where?"

"Fatburger? Ever heard of that?"

She giggled, "Why the burger gotta be fat?"

"I don't know. You tell me." I smile and tickle her.

"Me and mama, pass by it. Alll.. the time."

"Coo'.. so you a lil' familiar, but never tried. Gotcha."

I park the car and helped her jump out, holding her hand. Whilst, I unsecure Rylans carseat and set it in the crevice of my forearm.

I decided we would eat here together.
Instead of taking it to go.

I had a taste for a king burger. So I helped myself to getting one.
'My fatass.'

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