“the fuck?” he snatched his blunt back, taking a large inhale. “fuck yo’ big daddy,” he quickly thought about what he said. “i mean, don’t fuck him, but yeah, you know what i meant.” he didn’t have any funds to spare, especially the amount ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ was most likely looking for, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. 

     ( furrowing her brows slightly, she rolled her eyes, not surprised by his reaction. smirking in her initial response, she looked up at the male through her thick lashes, batting them purposefully as she sent a finger into his exposed chest. ) hm..i guess i can throw you a bone or whatever. for old times’ sake. gimme. ( making a gesture for the wood, it was back between her lips and she took a long drag, expertly french inhaling afterwards. smoothing out our suit against her frame, she reached in the male’s pocket to grab his phone, unlocking it with ease before going to the maps app, seeing exactly how far it would take to get to her home, showing him the result. ) i’ll give you that amount of time plus 10 minutes to be at my crib before this is off the table. ( without waiting for a response, she lightly pressed a kiss to his jawline, allowing her tinted gloss to rub off before turning around and leaving. )

“i wouldn’t underestimate my abilities if i were you.” ( truth be told, he was weak and otherwise seen as harmless as far as his injury was concerned. that still didn’t stop him from talking like it didn’t exist ) “I could use yo’ tender lovin’ and care tonight, that’s all i’m sayin’.” ( maybe he was taking this pimp character too little because he was definitely trying to spit game.) 

     ( softly kissing her teeth, she rolled her eyes playfully before letting her hands fall to her side. shifting her weight to her right, she made sure not to let on the discomfort in her feet. laughing some, the large inhale she previously took instantly mixed with the alcohol already in her system, making her more pleasant than she normally would be around him. ) aight, i gotta talk to my big daddy first and make sure you got that guap first! 

“thank you, baby,” ( knowing he wouldn’t be able to spark the blunt on his own, ᴅʀᴏ handed the backwood to ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ as he took the time out to admire her fit that did a great job of highlighting her vivacious curves. ) “so you came here by yourself or do i have to whoop a nigga’s ass tonight?” ( he tone was playful but part of him was actually serious as brown cognac typically brought out the rather aggressive side of him. )

     ( taking the blunt from the male, 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄 wrapped her lips carefully around it, igniting the flame before sparking it, inhaling numerous times while it was lit. feeling a large amount of smoke pour down her throat, the woman didn’t want to embarrass herself as she held it up to 𝐃𝐑𝐎’s mouth, a challenging smirk appearing on her features at the sound of his question. exhaling smoothly, she took a slight step back, showcasing her physique indirectly. ) with one arm? i can’t be carrying you outta here if i look this good, now can i?

( ᴅʀᴏ was happily drunk because what else was there to do when you’re unemployed and partially disabled? he had spent majority of the day isolating himself from the outside world but heard around the way that the ᴘʟᴀʏᴀ’s ʙᴀʟʟ was tonight. not wanting to miss out on the fun, he whipped a quick costume together and topped it off with one of ʙᴏᴏ’s wigs to give it a more authentic look. ) “you dig it?” ( ᴅʀᴏ flipped his wig as he showed off his costume that he was very much proud of to put together last minute. ) “if you got a lighter, we can spark up this thang right now.” ( he flashed the freshly rolled backwood )

     ( eyeing him curiously, a soft sparkle appeared in the woman’s eye as she tried not to immediately laugh at his dramatics. 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄 eyed the male from head to toe, nodding in appreciation of his efforts as her hand rested perfectly along the curve of her hip. ) you’re a fuckin' clown, 𝐃𝐑𝐎. ( unable to contain her giggle, she gently nudged him before her brows knit together in confusion. looking at the wood between his fingers, she couldn’t help but lick over her lips slightly, giving a whimsical shrug, holding her clutch up. ) let’s see what mama has in her bag tonight. ( digging through the contents, it took her a moment before she found her usual pink lighter. pulling it out with a soft smirk on her features, she waved it in front of the male. ) lemme spark it up for you. 

i’m not doin’ that, but it’s nice to know you’ll be here to catch me.

     oop, now when did i say i’d do that? you see these stilettos, baby? ( giving a slow turn to showcase her outfit, 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄 struck her leg out precisely, showcasing the article in mention. ) i’d have to send you an invoice if anything happened to these, lucky.

     “so i’m gonna suggest your big ass to avoid the drinks tonight, ‘cause who’s picking you up?”

( “i can’t help but wonder why you’ve been avoidin’ my texts. ya’ ass must be entertaining some other nigga i don’t know about ‘cause you’re usually consistent with me.” he was jealous for no apparent reason and it was obvious but ᴅʀᴏ didn’t care how much of a fool he made of himself when it came to sᴀᴅᴇ. “and when i find that nigga, i’ma kill him wit’ my bare hands. i’ll show you who’s in they feelings then.” being that he was currently injured, there wasn’t much he could do but make aimless threats at someone that probably didn’t even exist in the first place. in his delusional mind, someone had to be keeping sᴀᴅᴇ company because that’s what made the most sense to him. )

     ( her face scrunched up almost immediately as she tilted her head to the side, staring at the male in disbelief. 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐄 usually observed formalities, never wanting to put on a scene with the other in public, despite how many times he pushed her buttons, but with the liquor in her system, she began to ignore her conscience. ) are you fucking done? because you clearly keep forgetting that my business is no longer yours. ( sending her pointer directly into his chest, the fire in her tone was emphasized by her direct glare. ) if i was with another nigga, i wouldn’t have come to the hospital to check up on you. i wouldn’t keep entertaining your bullshit either, dro! ( exhaling deeply, she turned in her seat, trying to avoid looking at him any further as she collected herself. ) and you’re not killing anyone with your “bare hands” for a few months, so quit making empty threats. 

[sitting at the bar, she leans against the counter and watches as the bartender makes her drink. she smiles and gives them a thank you, before turning around with their back to the bar. she takes a sip of drink, observing the place and the available seats] i’ve never been here before, might have to come back.

     aw, thanks sweetums! those shoes? yeah, i might need to know where you got ‘em from. ( twisting her mouth up slightly, she finished the last of her drink, her eyes eagerly following the bartender as she debated on whether or not to order another drink. ) no literally. i drink on my on and off days. ‘bout to have to detox for redemption. ( chuckling softly, she nodded in agreement. ) no literally. i might have to get to weed, ‘cause at least that’s natural. 

( “nah, you know i don’t talk all dry like that,” he chuckled, shaking his head a bit as a confused expression took over his features. “what’s wrong wit’ you?” there was something different about sᴀᴅᴇ and the way she interacted with him. something he couldn’t quite put his finger but he also may have been overreacting. he honestly couldn’t tell in the current state of mind he was in but he felt overall offended at her nonchalant demeanor. “you actin’ like i’m some type of mark ass nigga for no fuckin’ reason and i don’t like it. i ain’t even do shit to you.” )

     ( nodding in understanding, she thought briefly to herself about the moments past, knowing he was right. 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐄 shook her head, wanting to symbolize that she was fine before she gave a soft shrug. ) nothing, dro. i’m fine, promise. ( placing the glass down on the bar countertop, she ran her hand over her latex pants reflexively as she straightened up in her seat. crossing one leg over the other, she found herself leaning on the bar enough to prop her head up on her open palm. staring somewhat blankly at 𝐃𝐑𝐎 for a moment, she interrupted her own silence with a laugh, covering her mouth to try and quiet down her antics. ) will you fuckin' relax? you’re always in your damn feelings or some shit. and no one said you did shit to me. you feeling guilty? ( a challenging smirk danced on her glossed pair as she sent her tongue lightly over her upper lip, keeping her eyes locked on his. )

[sitting at the bar, she leans against the counter and watches as the bartender makes her drink. she smiles and gives them a thank you, before turning around with their back to the bar. she takes a sip of drink, observing the place and the available seats] i’ve never been here before, might have to come back.

     no literally! like...i got too cute tonight. i can’t be assisted to a lyft. uhn uh. and i’m not leaving my car here either. ( running her hand over her hair, the woman glanced up at the stage, nodding slightly to the poetry before giggling softly. ) and i know that’s right! this is why i can’t just go to every function. i wonder why my liver likes me still. 

[sitting at the bar, she leans against the counter and watches as the bartender makes her drink. she smiles and gives them a thank you, before turning around with their back to the bar. she takes a sip of drink, observing the place and the available seats] i’ve never been here before, might have to come back.

     ( looking over at 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘, the woman waved her drink around with a smile present on her features before she took a sip. ) and girl, let me tell you. this drink is absolutely lovely. i don’t have a problem with tasting liquor, but the fact that it’s tasting like juice, and the fact that the bar is open? yeah, i might need help getting these pants off tonight.