RJ Hunter
"This woman, Ashley, I'm telling you is a goddess." Marcus Smart ranted about a woman he met the other night.
"I mean, she has long dark hair, tan, skinny, lil' booty," RJ laughed as his teammate.
"That booty man." Marcus licked his lips, imagining her butt.
"You seem to have it bad." RJ smiled.
The two men were at practice, playing a game of Horse.
"We're going on date tonight," Marcus shot and missed.
"At Dave and Busters, you should come."
RJ shot at the three point line and making it in.
"I don't know man, I'm not third wheeling," he went to grab his ball.
"I'll tell her to bring a friend," Marcus shot getting the basket.
"It's not even like that, bro." RJ dripped his ball.
"Then what is it like man?"
"I just don't know, I'm shallow."
Marcus began to laugh.
"It's not funny man! I'm the shallowest of the shallow." RJ began to laugh at himself.
"Listen, you're twenty one, not thirty one. We're not trying to find your perfect match."
"Whatever, man." RJ rolled his eyes.
"So, you coming?"
"Okay, okay," RJ nodded.
"She has to be cute though."
Both men laughed.