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Rome had been sitting at the bar for some time now and he was really just waiting on his bottle of Bacardi. His phone had consumed most of his time while he waited and when he heard a familiar voice beside him, his light brown orbs focused on the frame beside him. Jodie. The male was just about to get started on his night with some liq so he knew, with her being in the right place and at the right time, he was willing to end up in a drunken mess alongside of her. A grin played along his features while he used his hand to pinch the fabric of her clothing at her side. “You always wanting sumn to eat. What kind you want?” 

Once Rome got Roman’s answer, he was quick to start leading the two out of the skating rink and outside to his dark blue, Camaro. “Man, these niggas needa pay they damn light bill, ‘dem hoes was flickerin’ n’shit.” Before the two could even make it outside, Roman had popped one of the member’s from Vice Mob in the jaw and Rome chuckled darkly in which the violence had satisfied him. “And tell that nigga, he up next.” Rome’s context mean’t something different and soon they were to find out. “That fuck nigga came in the joint tryna show out, I tol’ him I ain’t care and that he be cappin’. Shit get old as fuck, dawg.” The male spoke, unlocking his car with a press of a button on his keys. 

Rome had thought Xavier had walked fully away from where he stood, he did but his voice was still heard and the male kissed his teeth— looking up from his phone and skimming the tip of his tongue along his plump set. “My nigga, I caught it. Ion give a fuck ‘nie. You still rappin’ fa’ what?” His slender body straightened as he removed himself from the wall once again. Rome rubbed the small scruff under his chin with his hand and shrugged his shoulders. “Ite, you already know you got another ‘thang comin’ at’cha so I ain’t worried. Gon’ on ‘bout yo’ business, you blowin’.” Rome had started moving past the group with his boys following behind him. He wanted to get smacked tonight and being in the skating rink wasn’t even in his plans. 

The broke down skating rink was definitely not it at this point and Rome needed to maneuver. It was hard being in the same place for too long, it caused for other shit to erupt and tonight, Rome was not in the best of mood to deal with another incident. Standing beside Roman, the male leaned himself from the wall  and dug into his pocket for his keys. “Aye bruh, I heard Astroworld the move. You tryna slide out ‘nie? This shit a dub.” @xxrcmvn

“Na’ I said what I said, nigga,” Rome responded, stepping more away from the wall as Xae moved to approach the group of males— His hand was quick to slip towards his waist and he kept it there for a moment. A dry chuckle escaped the male’s pair. He took what he said as a joke and crossed his arms over his chest after his hand moved up. He stood in front of the man with a half grin playing along his features. “Stop ‘dat flag, my nigga. I can’t ‘em take ya’ serious. I guess that shit spooked me, you still on ‘da same shit since I met you. ‘Dats cap.” Once Xae walked away, Rome had stepped back into his corner and pulled out his phone. 

Ite, so who all apart or affiliated with OUTLAWZ?