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I stumbled out of the car and tried to single my vision... last night was fuckin crazy and I was pissed that my bros weren't here to join me, speaking of them niggas I gotta call them and see how that little scavenger hunt went; I'd do that later though just as soon as I stopped seeing triple of everything. I got into the house and there was nothing but silence, I was digging the fact that I was the only person who lived here but I knew that would change soon, damn I wish I could yank the memory of last night from my head, putting it in a jar so I could relive it over and over again; from Ja'Koda getting dogged walked by Supreme, to my big bro Piru beating the fuck outta his cousin Lamonte... and just for shyts and giggles, I beat the fuck out of that nigga Wayne. After that, we went back to Supreme's house and somehow it went from the four of us to a little party... Supreme invited; Denzel's brother and sister, as well as her boyfriend, Izaia and Eddie showed up with Shannon and her friend Bubblez, as well as that nigga Shymal who seem kinda nervous but eventually relaxed. After everyone got there we played a bunch of drinking games.... well they did I was upstairs with my nigga but by the next morning everyone was fucked up, but I knew I needed to get my ass home before Anjo started trippin. I somehow managed to get up to my room and into the shower, now I just needed to get me a sandwich and I could take my ass to sleep; I had gotten use to being the only one here, so I had no problem walking around letting my dick swing.... imagine my surprise when I walked into the kitchen to find a dark skinned dude sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal.

"Sup?" I asked curious about the nigga who was in my house, the dude looked at me for a second completely unphased by me letting my nuts hang. "I'm Montello, you must be one of the new dudes moving in."

"Yeah.... I'm Vinciano, I'm from Las Vegas. I would tell you how I ended up here but I think we should wait for the other dudes to get here. Anjo said they should be showing up throughout the day." Vinciano said and I shrugged, that was coo with me since I was in no condition to pay attention to a long story at the moment.

"Uhh.... well I would give you a tour but I gotta put some clothes on." I said and he nodded, I walked away with the impression that he wasn't the talkative type. I threw some basketball shorts on and walked back downstairs where Vinciano was staring at the tv looking confused as fuck. "You good?" I asked and he jumped slightly but nodded.

"Yeah, my bad.... it's just in my old situation we were allowed to watch tv, I mean we were but it was on like New Years and shyt like that but it's just weird that there's a t.v. just there...... Anyways, Anjo told me he was in charge of another house, where are they at?" Vinciano asked.

"They went on a trip but they should be back by tomorrow night.... probably earlier. They live right up the street, they're all coo for the most part. My brothers stay in that house." I said and Vinciano looked at me curiously. "Long story.... but come on this house is pretty legit." I said and I showed him around the house, each room seemed to intrigue him more than the next. "Damn did you live in some cult or something? Let me guess they were religious zealots?" I asked after he told me that in his old situation they weren't allowed to just open the refridgerator whenever they want.

"Nah it wasn't.... it wasn't like that, it was much, much worse..... but you'll have to wait until you're not slurring your words." Vinciano said smirking. "I take it you were out drinking last night?"

"What no..... we were drinking ALL night, which is why I'm about to take my ass to sleep can you wake me up when....." The door opened and two more dudes walked in with Anjo though it seemed like he was trying to keep them apart.

"Anjo.... let me go bro, you already know how I am and his nigga been running his mouth since we got in the car, like nigga how are you black and hate black people?" The pecan pie colored dude said.

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