❝You think you've seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams, tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her tha...
"I can't express myself, don't know how to start. That's why I'm double cupped up I go to mars." -Roddy Ricch _______
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I was turning onto Popular street when my name echoed through the darkness. I pulled my gun out and slid behind some trees to get out of sight. My name was called again just as the figure passed underneath one of the street lights. It was Eric. I've been knowing him since I saved his ass from getting jumped one day after school in tenth grade.
"What's good E?" I greeted him coming out the shadows.
"You was ready pop a nigga huh?" Eric chuckled extending his hand.
"Always. Fuck you was doing all that shouting for? Just text a nigga." I embraced him.
"I ain't think your skinny ass would move so quick," Eric laughed. "We up the block chilling outside of East's house, he havin a lil get together."
It didn't take me long to think about it. After all the shit that happened with my mom I need a drink or two. "I'll slide."
Soon we were on the corner of Easton's block. This shit was anything but a little get together. It looked like he shoved the entire hood into the house.
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"What's been good with you young? You unreachable these days." One of my old heads stepped forward once he realized it was me.
"Not shit," I shrugged. "Handling business as always."
He nodded "I feel you. I'll see you around though, it's about time I take my old ass home."
Chuckles emerged from the group as he walked away with the small hunch he'd developed over the years.
"I'll catch y'all, I'm gon holla at East." I said walking away from the group.
I kept my cup close to me as I navigated through the crowd. Before I could make it to the kitchen I was tapped on the shoulder. I turned to see Cassidy, a girl I occasionally fucked every now and then.
"You ain't tell me you was coming." She shouted over the music.
