Prince

[On the plane af]

After he got the guest account Call of Duty set up, he grabbed his blue control and turned to her, taking his time to show her which buttons did what. “We gone let you do the training and see how you do before we put you online.” Giannis explained, pulling one of his gaming chairs out for her before he sat in the other. “Ready?”

“Most definitely. I ain’t even gone front. Plus I ain’t good with all that decorating shit. I’d have it looking straight like a bachelor pad in here.” Carefully setting the bottles down on the table where some of the food already set, he lifted up the empty wing boxes to make room for her to set the pizza down. Breaking them down, he stuffed them in a nearby trash can, laughing at her definition of actually playing a video game. “That don’t count. At all. But I’m here to teach.” He said pressing a hand into his chest. “We gone play the PS4. Ima set it up while you get situated first... I ain’t doing no dishes so we got paper plates and cups. Coo?”

“Pizza, chips and Red Bull’s. But I got some chips and drinks in the back so it’s straight.” Giannis replied back as he shut the door behind her, securing the locks. His eyes followed her line of sight the moment he noticed her observing his home. “Preciate it. I mean it ain’t nothing too big since it’s jus me but,” he said, shrugging his shoulders as his sentence trailed off, “My mama decorated all this tho. I just did my room and the game room which is this way.” Giannis offered nudging one of the bottles be held behind his shoulder, nodding in the direction of the room before he turned on the balls of his feet; heading back towards the room. “You ever played a game system before? Like at all?” Giannis wondered, stepping inside of his game room the moment they reached it.

GIANNIS’ game room was stationed to the right and down the hallway from his front door. He had been plating the wings he bought from one his favorite wing spots when he heard the knock at his front door. Already knowing who to expect, he set the box down and headed towards his door. With a quick look into the peephole, Giannis unlocked the locks and pulled the door open instantly reaching for some of the items she had in her hand. “Damn girl what you bring?”

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