St.Louis, Missouri
I walked into the house to see Nuni sitting there. I looked around the living room and sat down on the other couch.
"Where everybody at?" I asked looking at her as she sat there on her phone. She looked over at me and didn't respond. This why I do not like her bruh.
"You heard me?" I asked, she rolled her eyes.
"Clearly they not here.." She said, I licked my lips out of habit and sat back before unlocking my phone. I grabbed the blunt from behind my ear. I grabbed the lighter off the table and fired it up.
"Ouu, let me hit it.." She said leaning up, I mugged her.
"Fuck no.." I said shaking my head blowing smoke out.
"Why not?" She asked frowning.
"I don't like you and I don't know who pussy you be eating.." I said frowning before hitting the blunt again.
"I'm not even gay.." She said pouting, I looked at her.
"Thought you was a dyke.." I said, she rolled her eyes.
"I be playing, lemme see.." She said walking over to me and snatching the blunt from my fingers. I went to grab it back before she ran off and hit it. I stood up and started walking up to her only for her to run in the room.
"Mane you childish.." I said walking into the room to see her sitting on the bed hitting my jay, she handed it to me and smiled. I sat down next to her and looked at her before hitting my jay again.
"You literally a pothead.." I said shaking my head.
"I'm not. I just rather not be sober.." She said.
"Why?" I asked, she shrugged.
"I don't got control over my emotions when I'm sober but when I'm high I do, I guess.." She said, I looked at her.
"Yeah, but you ghetto either way.." I said, she smiled.
"Says the nigga who was just in jail for two years.." She said, I mugged her before blowing the smoke out.
"I ain't ghetto. I just got in some trouble, that's it.." I said. "But you be on some other shit, fighting. Yo momma be fighting, that shit make you ugly.." I said, she smirked.
"You think I'm pretty?" She asked, I shook my head.
"Never said allat, Just said fighting makes you ugly.." I said tapping the ashes onto the ground. She pushed me.
"What's your real name?" She asked, I looked at her.
"Ace.." I said, she frowned.
"I'm not gonna be calling you damn Ace.." She said.
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