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Why do black people scatter when someone makes a joke?👀😂😂
This written by my co-writer
Kentrell.....
"Big bruh just imagine if you onna drive by and yoh gun fall out da window!" I walked in to Tyquian's loud ass voice. He was snickering body sprawled out on the the semi expensive hotel rug.
"Ty what I say bout that bruh shit." Shèyaa growled from somewhere.
"Child bye. Don't nobody got time for yo shenanigans today." Tyquian dragged out smacking his lips.
"What you said?!" Shèyaa came into view body wet a towel around his waist. Tyquian squeaked crawling to the other side far away from the male.
"I said I love you daddy." He continued to snicker then his eyes met mine. His jaw fell and he sat up clearing his throat. "Uh Kentrell here." He said nervously acting brand new like I already ain't known this niggas was messing around. I decided not to speak on it.
"Uh-so yo fun sized pregnant friend finally let you come back?" Shèyaa snorted going back to dress up I think.
"I bet you he came for more clothes." Tyquian piped up from his spot on the floor. I rolled my eyes taking out my weed in my pockets and the back wood already starting to roll up.
"The fuck you staring foe slime?" I raised my brows at Tyquian who was still staring.
"Sumn different bout you cuh." He spoke slowly. I stopped rolling up to stare at him for a second before going back to what I was doing.
"Spill." I mumbled bring the blunt to lick the extra then pressing it between my lips. I took out the lighter passing the flame around the length a bit before sparking the end. I put it to my lips now pulling on it, held it in for bit then blew out the white smoke before inhaling it back in through my nose.
"Can't put mah finger on it but it's there." He said still muh'fukin staring. I smacked my lips in annoyance pulling on the blunt again. I rolled my eyes too cause this nigga wanna stare like I'm a complicated math problem he needa solve.
"Ight, say can I have mah face back na." I huffed thick white clouds of smoke coming out with every word. Shèyaa came out in a wife beater and shorts. He started rolling his own blunt using MY weed! He lucky he who he is or he would been murked for touching my shit. "Anything?" I stared at both of them expectantly.
"We got the video." Ty said standing from the floor and fetching his laptop. He put it on the table starting it up. It displayed two males, I think, dressed in all black carrying the body bag. They seemed to know exactly where they were going too cause they headed straight to Jahseh's door putting the body down. One of them walked away leaving the other behind who knocked on the door a few times then started to retreat. He walked away slowly as if he wanted to be seen. The door opened and Jahseh's head poked out. He looked around then saw the guy who pointed down then completely disappeared around the corner. Jahseh looked curiously at the bag before he bent down unzipping it then fell back and the door was slammed.
