{Bashar}
~Car~
||6:10 P.M||
-Tuesday-
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Couldn't even be mad at her. She right about that...I just want to catch ole dude slipping.
My phone started ringing.
Dilion🔗
:on my way homie
:bet
I hung up pulling up in the parking lot.
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-Club-
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Thick females greeted me rubbing on my chest. Dilion caught my attention in his section.
"Wassham cuz" I said dapping him up.
"Fuck you been homie? Had Ms....what yo name again bitch?"
"Maria-
"Yeah Ms. Maria waiting-get my man pop over here the best you can get"
The girl got on the pole and started stripping in front of me.
"Where you get her from?"
"Section A first class, missing out homie"
He hit his blunt as females started touching on him.
"About Tre..."
"What about em?"
"Update?"
"Op saying 2 weeks, another one saying 1 ion know which one of them motherfuckers to believe"
A female rubbed on my chest pouring me a drink.
"What you don't got ops in Brooklyn no more?"
"Nawl man...was gone be finished with New York...start a new life you know..."
"Whole female right there man...be that nigga who a player or get you a wife..see if Keyara would take you back...she was a good one"
"Ion know what our status is..just met her"
"Keyara? Man when?"
"Drive thru"
"Damn where she work at?"
"Chick-Fil-A don't go over there asking for her number or some nigga"
"I wouldn't do that to you homie"
"True...probably might just become a palyer..."
