Takashi and Toryn met each other when they were five.
Became best friends at ten.
Were inseparable by time they were fifteen.
Built an indestructible bond at twenty.
And now at the age of twenty five, after twenty years of friendship, due to the...
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TAKASHI AND TYRELL SAT AT THE BAR doing their own thing. Tyrell just looked at the women while Takashi sat next to him being irritated.
He was mostly irritated because he and Toryn weren't talking. He was irritated ever since he had his suspicions about Braelyn and he was irritated knowing Tyrell probably only came out for the free drinks.
As usual, Braelyn was texting him being annoying, trying to play like she was his mother and it wasn't even midnight yet.
Braelyn: Tee please come home, it's getting late and I'm worried about you. 11:27PM ☹️
Takashi rolled his eyes. Braelyn was more on the serious side having grown up with such a strict father. So he knew she was only using the animated characters on her phone to try and be fun or get him to laugh.
Takashi: Wel I guess ur gonna keep worry cuzzz I knot coming home until I want two. 11:28PM
Takashi rested his head on the bar feeling like his whole world was spinning. He had downed six shots of strong run with no chaser so he was faded.
Tyrell nudged his arm, checking out a thick Spanish girl that just walked through the door. He could tell she knew she looked good too because she was even doing this walk that had her ass bouncing. "Yo', check out the ass on that one."
Takashi picked his head up from the bar and grilled his cousin. Every blood vessel in his low eyes apparent. He didn't care about any of that.
His phone pinged on the counter and he picked it up to check it out.
Braelyn: Tee I can tell you're drunk because your misspelling and misusing words. Just tell me where you are and I will come and get you. I don't want you to drive home and hurt yourself or hurt somebody. 11:29PM
Takashi ignored the message and picked his head up. He ran his hands down his face and looked at all the pictures decorated behind the bar. He'd never been here but he could tell it was a family owned establishment. There were a lot of pictures of an older man and a younger one in his mid-thirties. Takashi was guessing it was a father and son.
Seeing those pictures made him mad. Now he had a bone to pick with Toryn. If she thought he was going to pay for her clothes and groceries and she wasn't going to talk to him, she must've been sipping lean. Looking at Tyrell, Takashi tapped the counter. "I'm ready to go."
Tyrell pulled his head back and looked at him like he was smoking. His cousin was definitely bugging. They just pulled in thirty minutes ago. All the sexy females hadn't even shown up yet. He wasn't going anywhere. "Nah I'm good, you can go."
Takashi shrugged. He didn't need to be told twice. It was one less stop for him to make anyway. He dug into his wallet and slapped sixty dollars on the table which was probably just enough to pay for all the shots they had taken. If Tyrell wanted more he was going to have to come out of his own pocket for once.
