Trying To Maintain

E I G H T

Drill

"At night, I think of you, I want to be your [man] baby," I sing lowly to myself, doing a little two step while putting my shit away.

Nigga happy than a hoe I just made store. I hardly ever get commissary because I don't want to ask my sister or grandparents for any money. Greene coming in clutch though, no cap. I got the good hygiene stuff and not that bullshit they give us normally.

I should give her the dick.

Greene definitely been hinting at wanting to fuck. Im not ready for all of that though. I need to be be completely comfortable around her. I mean she cool and all, but I don't feel her that way, nor do I see anything in the future for us. She finer than a mother fucker, but I can't do nothing with her. She just my clucker. I know it sounds fucked up, but it is what it is. I got to do what I got to do to survive in here.

Besides, it's not like I'm asking her for anything. You got to use your words in a way that make them want to give you shit. Never ask directly.

"I see you in this lil bitch t'd up." Boot comes in cheesing with his bag of commissary, that Louisiana dialect thick as hell. You would think he never left home or been around people from other states.

I like that Louisiana twang though.

"Shit nigga your ass is hype too," I match his cheesy smile. "Walking in here showing all thirty-two teeth."

"Fuck you nigga," he replies still cheesing.

"All you got to do is say when and I got you," I wink at him.

He waves me off with his left hand, "nigga I'm not even finna play with you and your gay ass today. I just made store and finna live good for a lil while." He starts organizing his stuff.

"Nigga you act like you don't make store every time they call for commissary." I laugh at him shaking my head.

"And I be the same happy every time too."

"Oh I noticed. You look like you got a lil extra too." I smiled at him.

"Hell yeah, I see you was able to make store this time!" He says hyped up for me, clapping me up. "Your people came through for you?"

"Yep." I lie. I like Boot and I fuck with him the long way, but I'm not finna confirm me having a guard help me out. "We both going to be eating good for a lil minute." I clap him up.

"Nigga I be breaking bread, at least I try to. You be acting like I'm about to treat you like a mark."

I laugh a little at that, "it ain't that. I just would feel bad taking away from you when you got your people sending you your shit."

"Nigga if I got it, you got it. You ain't got to feel like that. I wouldn't offer if I didn't have it like that."

"So you just going to flex on a nigga," I joke with him.

"Nigga you know good and well I'm not flexing on you." He goes back to putting his shit away.

"I know nigga, I'm just fucking with you."

I put the last of my shit away and get ready to make my way out of the cell. "I be back man." I have to see Greene before shift change so I can thank her.

Commissary days are kind of easy to get away with shit because it's steady movement all over this mother fucker. I mean, its always movement but, its especially busy because they trying to make sure ain't no fuck shit going on during this day; CO's and inmates alike.