𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Inez was waiting for her aunt koko to finish dipping her hair when koko's screen opened.

"hey bro but aye lemme call you back"

"alright butta i'm done"

"thank you tt" butta smiled giving her a hug

"of course baby and tell your momma to call me"

"i will" butta said grabbing her bag walking out the house with the boy

the boy she kinda knew because of her mother he was one of the kids she mentored.

"uh who are you?"

"vante" the boy said

"oh" inez mumbled getting into his car

"yo hairs pretty" vante complimented looking inez up and down

"thank you" she blushed

getting tired of the silence inez asked to play a song.

"This verse starts as my snipers hit their marks
And your guards fall down from a rifle to the heart
Like, clap, clap, let em fall slow
I know you had your fears, you can let 'em all go
And most women are motivated so I act accordingly
But this is so refreshing that it means a little more to me
Dedicating time when I really can't afford to be" she sang

vante was supposed to drive her home because angel was working late and she trusted vante. vante pulled up to wendy's looking over at butta.

"you hungry?" he asked

"a little bit"

they got out walking into the restaurant. butta thought about her order practicing it in her head a few times before she walked up to the counter.

"hi what can i get you?"

"hi can i get a six piece spicy chicken nuggets a large frie and a medium vanilla frosty?"

"will that be all for you?"

"no add a fofofo medium frie and a strawberry lemonade"

"okay will that be all?"

"yeah"

"$20.49 dine in or togo?"

"togo" vante said paying

inez thanked him going to sit down

"so why they call you butta?"

"it's the nickname my dad gave me before he passed away" she told him eating her frosty

"i'm sorry for your loss"

"it's okay i never got to meet him" she shrugged

from the stories her mom and aunts told her, her dad nehemiah seemed like a good person. without even getting to meet her father butta was a daddy's girl so could only imagine how it would be if he was alive.

"here you guys go have a nice night"

"you too" they both said walking out

vante took butta home before going home himself. if only butta knew this wouldn't be the last time she say vante or what their relationship would be like.

devante made his way home unlocking the door. the house looked empty which meant his parents were still at work

"what to do?" he asked himself sipping his drink

he grabbed a sketch book and his color pencils letting them take over. vante looked drawing it was something he loved doing as a kid and for some reason it just stuck.

he thought about butta before shaking his head. he was already having feelings for someone he didn't even know.

"vante you here?!" he heard his mother

"yeah ma!" he shouted back looking down at the sketch

"hey baby how was your day?" Trina asked her son

"regular" he shrugged

"and what is regular?"

"the usual stuff i do" he shrugged again

"i see you drew something may i see it?"

vante passed his mother the sketch book showing her the drawing. it was a silhouette of a women with an afro.

"i like it i want it as a tattoo" she told him making him smile

he was lucky to have parents who supported him. his mom was a fashion designer and his father owned a barber shop and a restaurant they came up from nothing and made something of themselves they were hustlers and they made sure to install that mindset in their children.

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