"lay what you wanna do today ?" i asked her getting ready to roll up.
"let's go down to blackjack i wanna ride some foe wheelers & dirt bikes"
"alright i gotta get my shoes out the basement" i said licking the blunt
"why they in the basement ?" she looked at me
"because momma said me and daddy was tracking dirt and shit through the house" i shrugged my shoulders
"him and da nem probably going be out dey anyways."
"yea most likely but i need to call him cause he got the key to the garage whea our foe wheelers at." i grabbed my phone "aye siri facetime daddy" i told her
"facetiming daddy red heart emoji" she repeated
"what you want lil girl ?" he answered with his phone showing half his face.
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"you going down to blackjack tonight ?"
"yea why ?"
"me and lay coming too" i smiled
"ughh i can never get a break from yo ugly ahh always wanna be around me"
"sir don't do that cause when i did have one lil friend and went to her house you cried" i twisted my lips to the side
"yea see no cry one time round black people and never hear the end of it" he shook his head
i started laughing "make sure you got the key to the garage so we can ride our foe wheelers"
"duh i know dat , i'm the father let me be that please"
"well excuse me then"
"you want yo dirt bike too or nah ?"
"yea"
"alright i gotta get the trailer from yo uncle house you riding with me or staying here ?" he stood off the couch, coming upstairs to get ready probably
"yea me and lay was boutta smoke tho"
"i'm boutta bring my ass in there too shit" he hung up the phone then my room door opened.
