𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷 𝚉𝙸𝙿.

     “now, i can’t argue wit’ the rhetoric. but i also tried not to be a nigga who had his lil’ run arounds be public, if that makes sense. i did my dirt in private, save one lil’ affair, or what have you. and i mean personally, i’ma have to laugh, ‘cause you right. it depends on the extent of the cheating, i think for some cases. if you fuck someone else? we might be able to come back from that, ‘cause i know my dirt. but you got feelings for another mafucka? it’s coo’, we good! y’all got it. well, i mean, ian gon’ argue wit’ you onnat, ‘cause i feel like everyone got they own limits. ummmm, well. i mean. he ain’t had an influence on it? i mean, ion know, maybe. ‘cause he’s helped me be clearer, so, i’d have to get in a relationship to see if he got some baby voodoo or some shit. so we gon’ have to wait and see on that one.”

     “now, ian even gon’ hold you; i know these areas when it comes to relationships a lil’ too well. but i think, in my experience, it’s lack of communication that fucks up a relationship. personally, ian a nigga who just gon’ run and talk ‘bout everything that’s goin’ on wit’ me or whatever, ‘cause that’s just who i am. and that’s definitely transferred into my relationships. lack of communication can lead to miscommunication, and that can turn into hella other issues. and i feel like that can be more stressful between partners ‘cause it ain’t no one else or anything else to blame but y’all, you feel me? it’s somethin’ that you can fix or you can’t. now cheating...ion know. some people stay, some people don’t. and having been in both shoes, to say that the one who got cheated on, if there’s any blame on their end, i can say yes? loosely. if you not giving the right attention to yo' partner or lack of access, or some shit, that don’t mean they gon’ wait around for you to figure it out. but that’s a case by case situation, honestly. nobody deserves to be cheated on, that ain’t what i’m sayin’. but, i guess i gotta understand it when you lookin’ for somethin’ in yo’ partner and they not doin’ they job, i guess.”

     [nodding his head with a grin on his face, the man ran his hands over his outfit.] aye, this silk, man. don’t ask why i decided to bust it out today, but that’s where the spirit moved me. [taking the opportunity to get hold of his own drink, he gave a relaxed shrug in response.] been chill, a lil. went to the zoo earlier wit’ my youngin’ and his mama. how you feelin’ though? i know you gotta still be on cloud nine and shit. you been workin’ yo' ass off. proud of you, kid.

     [his attention couldn’t miss the obvious aide before him, forcing himself not to stare at it before letting a chuckle fall at her comment.] now, my scammin’ senses tinglin’, but you’d have to be a team player ‘bout it. [ZIP nodded with a grin at her positive response, absentmindedly rubbing over his hands in the process before pointing at her.] there the team player in you go, i like that. just say i was helpin’ you do sumn if them folks come knockin’. 

     [unable to argue with LOZ’s statement, all the man could do was nod in appreciation, doing his best to not laugh in response in the process.] now you doin’ that thing again! we spossed to be better than that. [using his finger to go back and forth between the pair, he listened carefully to the woman’s laundry list, a humble grin etched onto his features.] well, like i said; i’m pretty cold wit’ the shit. now, my area of speciality was realism or whatever the fuck that shit called. where you be in the moment. but what they say, you not really good at sumn unless you can do it wherever, however. [holding his hand out for the woman’s device, ZIP waited until it was in his grasp before nodding for her to begin posing. committed to his task at hand, he didn’t let any angle go untouched, squatting down, going above, even stretching out on the ground at one point. giving the woman her phone back, he stood with his arms crossed, watching as she inspected the evidence.]

     dapping his friend up in return, he stared at him in concern, having heard of what all happened after he left the club last night. “aye bro, on me ian finna be the one shovin’ no one’s ass in there. ‘cause ion need no typa karma comin’ my way.” speaking through a chuckle, they both watched as the women in the vicinity walked by, ZIP nodding in appreciation at the sight before him. “you good though? ian know you got caught up in that bullshit. glad to see you up and out though.”