𝐃𝐄' 𝐕𝐈𝐋.

        ❛   as long as you know you’re gonna have to take on the occupation of photographer , i’m game.  ❜

          ❛   deep throat my dick, nigga. you know my installs are seamless & pristine, you’re just mad about the lisp dig ! ❜ she wickedly chuckled once again at her own joke. when the paper flew in front of her camera, she moved it to dodge it blocking her view. CRU rolled her eyes at his explanation to her inquiry. ❛   that’s a very political way to avoid a question, but we’re gonna let you have it. i’m getting DE’ VIL in gothic old english on the nape of my neck. it’ll be surrounded by a serpent in red ink. it’s the alias i went by back in the day. ❜ her explanation was cut short once she realized the artist was cleaning up the tattoo. ❛   oh shit— i thought you said you wanted an eye. YERAY, that looks like a— nah, I think you may wanna look at this, mane. he’s gonna kill you. ❜ she displayed a faux look of concern on her face along with a gasp. she was, of course, joking because the tattoo actually came out impressive. passing the spliff over to AXEL, she handed him the lighter to reignite it.

          ❛   so niggas grow out of their lisp & just start sputtering useless names with a c in it ? congratulations on your tongue & teeth finally agreeing with each other but keep it cute on us. ❜ she brought the spliff to her lips, taking a few long drags. the cloud of smoke she exhaled clouded the atmosphere surrounding them. her eyes were still focused on the artist before AXEL gave his explanation. once her gaze was placed upon him, she left the spliff snug between the mass of her plump duo. ❛   wait a damn minute. so you mean to tell me that your sappy ass is getting a woman’s eye tattooed on you ? who is it ? ‘cause niggas don’t just get the eyes of a random on them. AXEL has a boo thang. ❜ CRU taunted him by softly cooing a tune with the ending statement. ❛   YERAY, are you gonna be my date to this nigga’s wedding ? it looks like it’s gonna come out dope, though. i finally know what i’m getting. ❜ she lowly laughed once she witnessed the male subtly grimacing in reaction to the needle. she aimed the camera of her device at him as she began recording the process.

          ❛   my sister & i was there, so we bet each other to go through with getting it done traditionally. you know, it was some three in the morning high bitch shit. it came out rad, but i wanted to spice it up so i went back over it with some florals to tie it into the rest of my tats. i guess you follow miss MARILYN stan pages, secretly stanning the twins. i clocked it. ❜ after she finished her explanation, she listened as AXEL instructed the artist of where he wanted his placement. ❛   you talk about me but look at how you just spoke to him. YERAY, make like TAKEITH & fuck this nigga up for trying you. you hold the power. ❜ she pointed towards the artist with a stern look. CRU scrolled down her concepts as he readied the ink for AXEL, style indecisive about what she wanted. ❛   take that shit with no vaseline like a real man, you’ll be aight nigga. what’s the inspiration or meaning behind these ‘cause they placed together for a reason. ❜ retrieving the spliff from behind her ear, she tended to igniting fire against it.

          CRU gave a look of astonishment before loudly scoffing. ❛   afraid ?! this hand tattoo is a traditional tribal tattoo & was not done with the convenience of a needle. i’d like to see you get a chisel & mallet pounded into your skin for hours like i did. ❜ she’d earned bragging rights after experiencing the torturous traditional method of tattooing to respect the culture it was inspired by. she squinted while fixating a glare on the tattoo artist he spoke to, analyzing his reaction to AXEL’S inquiry. she swatted the back of his head harshly. ❛   ay, stop playing. you not funny. alright, i won’t give you too much of a hard time. i may be wicked but i’m also smart & you’re about to have a needle dug in my flesh. ❜ she was speaking more so to the artist near the end of her statement. she peeked over at what her friend was getting while twisting her lips up. CRU went over to sit down in the chair where she’d have a close view of the process.

          CRU slowly shook her head once he reached the end of his statement. ❛   i’m glad you know it’s true tea ! you should probably believe a woman when she says it’s not personal. it’s not, i’m just informing why i judge men. now two people just went missing, let’s give energy to that & move right along. ❜

          ❛   it’s not giving what you thought it gave, so let’s not try to enter into the reverse psychology territory. i can drag anyone & i’m generally an abrasive woman. that doesn’t equal that i have any sort of feelings for you. we barely even know each other outside of the bedroom, let’s make that very clear. we’re not ab— ❜ CRU’S argument was stopped once the lights flickered off before coming back on. she noticed that two members were gone from the group & took notice of the blood on the wall. she was unaffected because she assumed it was apart of the game. ❛   there’s no groupie here or anyone following you around & this is what i mean about you being fucking delusional. it must be concussions from football leaking out all the logic in your brain, but that’s not my problem or tea. anyway, we have two people to find. put yourself to some actual use & let’s get to it. ❜ after her statement she broke off away from him, clearing her throat as she began mentally trying to assess how many more minutes the group had left. she scanned around for clues in the room that would lead her to the answer of their disappearance.

          CRU furrowed her eyebrows together while subtly leaning back in her stature. her emerald irises gave the male a piercing glare. ❛   so now hurt is required to judge men ? men have judged women since the dawn of time so think of it as a dose of their own medicine. don’t even respond with ‘but not me’ — we judge all men over here. ❜

          ❛   chile, we’ve already established i was being judgmental ! yes, we judge men over here. he’s just telling the story, no clues given yet. ❜