Chapter 9
Ramon
The club was crazy tonight. i walked in with my white girl by my side. She looked fine as hell too. She had on a gray designer chic animal print sexy strap with pockets cocktail dress. It showed all her curves and I was getting a hard on just looking at her.
We walked into V.I.P and I saw Jason talking to some dude. I better know this nigga or else we goin' have a serious problem. I just hate random niggas' being in my V.I.P spot.
"What's up Jason? Who is this?" I said pointing to the caramel skin guy sitting next to him.
"Come on you seriously don't rememeber this nigga?" he asked in disbelief. When I thought about it is face look familiar but I can't rememeber where I seen him.
"Naw I think I seen yo face though I just can't rememeber where." I say stating my thoughts.
The dude stood up, shook his head and started laughing. I looked aroound and ain't see shit that was funny.
"So you don't rememeber Patrick Davis?" He said.
OH! Now I know who this nigga is. Man me and Pat go way back.
"Damn I knew I seen that nugget head somewhere." I said giving him a man hug.
"Haha nigga you is so funny." he said sarcastically,.
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