Daja: dont go all king kong on me i ant do nothing
Me: im not im just mad thats all ( i pull out a lighter and blunt)
Daja: give it here (holds out hand)
Me: no(hold it to chest)
Daja: roc im not playing
Me: im not playing either {she gave me that " she counting down from 10" face girls give you the stare down but this one will kill if it could so i gave her it}
Daja: thanks
Me: sure(starts walking away)
Daja: wait put your hands on the wall
{Damn this girl knows everything i put my hands on the wall and she patted me down to find my 4 blunts in my right pocket a mini baggy in my left and 4 more blunts in my socks then damn took my whole stash}
Me: damn man
Daja: you ant slick nigga i know your tricks
Me: yea you do and i love you for that now just give me one and i'll love you more than sour patch kids
daja: no
me: whatever when i go to the store i ant getting you shit
Daja: ill drive
Me: (smiles) whatever
★ray pov★
Me:(on the phone) thanks again for the test but one more favor your dad owns the most used hostpital in los angel's right
jamar: yea
me: can he schedule a appointment but heres the thing the girl i bring there you have to tell her shes pregnant get anothers patients stats and use them aight
Jamar: aight i got you my nigga
Me: thanks again and ill pay you t-
jamar: nigga chill any nigga from back in the day is a ride or die nigga
Me: (swerves across road)JAMAR CALL YOU BACK MY WHEELS MESSING UP