𝟺𝟸𝟶
𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝟸𝟼, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶the tupac lyrics are speaking to my soul, as the bass in car is two times the limit.
"*rapping*" from my passenger side i hear kelce "don't, just don't" i automatically new what he meant in the next verse tupac says the n word.
out of respect I bleep it out.
topper says it loud and clear, as i come to a stop we turn to stare at him. "oh – shit dude! i forgot the whole white friends can't say... what i said. sorry"
he throws his hands up.we move on from that topic to stop at a look out and hot box. as i roll the blunt, i take the time to find my smoke playlist. turn down the music so my attempt at not getting caught works. kelce said, "pass me the crusher" i hand it to him pulling out all his paraphernalia and starts to roll two more blunts for us. i set the vibes, we take off.
the rotation; kelce, me, then topper. topper is coughing up a storm before he is explaining how sarah is waiting to have sex with him.
"we don't have that problem! haha" kelce laughs as we do our handshake.
"truly, we feel for you but that has got to give you blue balls" i chime in as schoolboy q's vocals start to pick up.
it was as if my hearing heightened for just a smidge. "seriously! and luck to the both of ya"
"are you even doing anything else?" kelce asked.
i cover my ears because i really don't want to know. he tells kelce in a whisper because i couldn't hear him.
"done yet?" i question, eyeing both kelce & topper.
they nod. after the third blunt, some gets in my throat i begin coughing.
"here, here" kelce said pushing a cold bottle of gatorade my way.
topper is laughing up a storm in the back at his phone, "what—are you laughing at?"
he wipes his almost tears as he shows us this spongebob meme. my chortles fill up the car as the song changes to brent faiyaz.
kelce cracks up, the laughter fills the car until we really focus on the song. kelce mouths so of the words as the forth blunt is lit.
——
the munchies is an understatement, i am craving everything under the sun. macaroni & cheese, hot cheetos, soda, chocolate but i think what takes the cake is craving sloan. like her lips, her touch, everythanggg
we head into one of the stores to buy food, i order my meal before browsing the beverages. I pick up ginger ale. kelce is getting an apple juice, and topper is getting a fiji.
we wait for our meals my phone pings.
"𝑖 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑢"
i smile at my phone it's a sloppy goofy large smile. i reply "𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑛𝑛 𝑖 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑒"
i just scroll through most of our pictures and videos before they call me to get my food. we are all set with our orders. leaving hoping into my car we dog the food down.
youngboy never broke again's lyrics hitting harder than needed as i sip my drink.
i drop the guys off at 4 am, i really don't want to go home.
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