unsure if he would make the trip due to family matters back home, 𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 ended up getting lucky. after pulling a few strings, he was able to fly into jamaica a few days after the rest of his classmates. while not being in the best mood for socializing, he figured staying in the room would’ve defeated the whole purpose of still coming on the trip. deciding to join the rest of his peers on the beach, the male stopped and prepped a few different selections he could throw on the grill to contribute to the food they’d have to serve themselves for tonight’s outing. once he approached an empty grill, he sat the bowls of marinated meat down on a nearby table & searched his pockets for a lighter. “ ay’ you have a flame on you ( ? ) ” he questioned a nearby individual, pulling a pearled wood from behind his ear. “ ion know if you smoke, but you can hit it if you want. ” he added.

as he socialized with some of his classmates and members of the community during the fundraising event, 𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 took the liberty of fixing himself & someone nearby a snow cone. seeing how it was scorching outside, he was certain they could use the cold refreshment. “ blue, cherry, or grape ? ” he asked with a faint grin curling his duo before it relaxed in a fine line. filling their cup with shaved ice until it shaped a ball on top.

“only thing missin’ was the drank, i got that covered though.” 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 announced with a bottle of casamigos reposado discreetly tucked between his arm and body. being that it was a charity event, he didn’t feel it was appropriate for him to showcase the bottle. especially knowing how strict their dean was when it came to just about anything.  “ yall want a shot or ya’ scared ?” questioning a few people nearby — 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 twisted the cap off of the bottle and began filling his own solo cup to his liking. “ aye, i’m glad it’s not as hot out here or we’d be cooked, dawg. ” 

walking back into the gymnasium, 𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 could feel the energy radiating from the student body as well as some of the faculty members. with a smile on his face — he carried a box full of titian merchandise that he planned on passing out during the event. the tall male maneuvered through the court and embraced his fellow peers as he approached each of them individually. “here you go. make sure you bring that wit’ you tomorrow.” he said, gifting the individual a THU bag that contained a sports shirt, hydro flask, and other titian basketball swag. “can’t believe this many people showed up tonight, that’s crazy. you plan on sticking around long ? if so, don’t sleep on the loaded nachos. ”

“ to keep it real, I really only slid for the funnel cake. i don’t really fool around wit’ the rides too much, but i’ll still get on a few. ” 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐃 mentioned to the person nearby, walking through the park that was starting to become somewhat crowded. “ what you plan on getting on first ( ? ) ”

after wrapping up practice and securing some of his items into his assigned gym locker — rashaad tossed his duffel bag over his shoulder and made his way toward the fitness center to start his evening shift. “ i should prolly grab some food before i go. ” he mentioned to himself, pulling his phone from his pocket and opening the app labeled doordash . with his attention glued on his device, rashaad didn’t notice any individuals in his path, that was until he abruptly collided with one of them. “ damn, my fault. ” he said, stopping to make sure he didn’t cause them to drop anything.

after shaad did his share of mingling when he first arrived to the function, he maneuvered through the courtyard to go take his place in one of food truck lines. with a solo cup in his hand, shaad stood back and debated on what he had a taste for, shifting his gaze between the different menu options. while he weighed those options, the male couldn’t help but overhear the heated argument between two individuals who appeared to be fighting over a spot in line. “ man, you’d think the food finna’ disappear the way niggas actin’ right now. ” he joked to the person beside him, taking his place in the line created for the truck serving mexican food. “ i hope these tacos hittin’ for somethin’, what you gettin’ ( ? ) ”