“Very soon, so I need her to not wild as much. But that would be nice and fun, let’s make it happen.” NAS nodded as he put his hands into his pockets. “I know, we gotta plan our friend date and catch up and that way we can’t leave each other on read.” He said jokingly. “We’re really bad at that. But yeah..definitely got a lot going on. I’ma be good though, how’ve you been?” 

“Fifty-fifty that the invite would’ve got snatched? I don’t like the odds so I’m glad that ain’t happen. But its your day for a reason so you would’ve had every right.” NASIR nodded. “Married life is nice, saying my wife hits different for sure. Being in a solidified relationship in that way..I can’t really describe it but its a good feeling. You feel like you can do anything. So I’m happy other people getting in on that.” 

“See I don’t touch hers. If me being locked out means she’s locked in then that’s fine with me, carry on. I just wanted one little cheeto, take the edge of you know?” Listening to his friend speak, he smiled as he had missed hanging out with her. “Hopefully you adding somebody else to the family soon too. I just been to myself, dealing with a lil something mentally you could say. But the show goes on, so I got to too.” He shrugged.  

“Your business is my business, good luck getting me out of it. Its the way you know you gone be crying yet still try to claim you got that lil thug image.” He mentioned followed by a chuckle knowing that would get a rise out of his wife. “It is, in the beginning I ain’t think anybody let alone myself would actually get married. Its crazy how things work out.” Looking over the food options, he tapped his chin before taking the plate. “I’m getting that prime rib, I’ma pace myself so I don’t get the itis cause I want to see these new moves.” 

“I feel like that only works if you ask the permission of the couple getting married and it depends on the situation. If my best friend was proposing to his girl who happened to be my girl’s best friend too then I think that would be dope. But everybody else? Fuck out my moment.” NASIR laughed. “I’m glad nobody ruined yalls moment though, congratulations on the marriage.” 

“I did, I did. It would’ve been nicer if you would’ve shared some cheetos but...” NASIR laughed and playfully pushed her with his body. “I ain’t know you had a cousin on the show, two of them now, but that’s dope. We love a family affair.” 

“It was, I enjoyed it. They definitely had about 3 or 4 of yall shedding a tear or two too.” NASIR recalled from his observing. Walking to the reception area, he couldn’t wait to see what kind of food would be offered as that was what he looked forward to. “You gone get on the dance floor with me after we eat?” 

“So you want to lie, yet again? That’s crazy.” He shook his head as he looked at the plate in his hand trying to pick out his next piece. “I can’t be hungry no more? Sheeeesh. You want one? Cause that’s what it really sounds like. Just one though.” He popped another piece into his mouth as he looked to the some of the cast members that were off and riding the horses nearby. “That’s fine but we got bucket list stuff to tend to first. We gotta swim with the sharks and some other stuff too.” 

“Whoa you endorsed by them too, you sound straight out the commercial.” He ran his hand over the top of his head in the process after he had helped her get up on the horse. He saluted her from where he was standing and stood back to see how she would do. “No problem, let’s see what you got. I need some inspiration to get up on one myself and just seeing people doing the lil slow trot ain’t enough so go crazy if you can.” 

“My mane? Aw thank you. Head and shoulders got me right.” NASIR laughed as he walked from around the other side. He looked at the horse sizing it up once more before getting a bit closer to pet the animal. Shaking his head after the joke, he extended his hand to help her out and got in a better spot to help the woman. “I’ll help you but once you get up there and start rolling you on your own. You gotta hold on tight.” He said jokingly. 

Laughing as he overheard his wife complaining, NASIR grabbed a piece of fried plantain and blew on it to cool it off. “Now its ghetto, I’ma tell our child you said that while you was carrying her.” He smiled as he ate the piece he was holding and then wiped his fingertips on the napkin underneath his hand. “They probably have plenty of lil attractions that can take you around, not just on land either. They got some rafts too.”