i been in a funky mood as of late.
things been real “blah” in my world.
from this idiot temp i’m training,
my mouth issue,
which has finally started going down tremendously,
and just feeling aggravated as of late.
its been a busy week.
jamari fox has been in a real “b” word.
everyone has noticed.
i’m sure you have.
last night i came in after a long day and crashed.
i was extremely tired.
well work wolf hit me up and asked me if i wanted to chill tonight.
“where u at?”
“jamari u okay?”
after 3 hours of deciding,
i replied that i was down to go out.
it was pouring,
and cold as fuck
but why not?…
i stood in front the building,
waiting for him and nightly after work.
oh she was going as well.
it was od raining so we decided to go to a lounge.
we walked a couple blocks and hit up this spot we all wanted to try.
it was a hookah spot that served food as well.
since it was raining,
it was pretty…
its funny how new yawk doesn’t shut down even in a storm.
people are still outside,
all while looking for something to get into.
so as we sitting there,
sipping on our drinks and hookah in “watermelon” flavor,
they both tried to cheer me up.
i won’t lie,
but it was working.
i like their company.
we laugh and act completely stupid in public.
well we all got pretty nice.
i notice when work wolf gets a few drinks in him,
he also gets sorta open.
his personality comes out even more.
it went from joking about his mis-matched outfit to sex.
he kept asking nightly about her new wolf and if they smashing yet.
“he fuckin’ you in the morning?”
“you been smiling all extra hard so that dick must be good.”
she would respond some smart ass shit.
mind you fuckin’ business!”
…then he turned to me.
he would make subtle jokes about me being gay.
he wanted me to blow out the charcoal on the hookah.
nightly was going to do it,
but he stopped her.
“nah i want jamari to do it.”
“nah because he likes to blow.”
“fuck you!” – i replied.
we ordered a shish kebab plate.
well i did.
they all ate off it.
“how do you like your meat jamari?
big or small?
dark or light?”
he was looking at me dead in my eyes too.
he looks in my eyes more when he is under the influence.
“i don’t like it big,
i know that.”
nightly looked at me and scrunched up her face.
i had to tell her that my shit ain’t gonna snappin’ back.
i don’t “do” big pipes.
well here go work wolf on the suspect:
“that asshole probably real tight so thats why…”
“nah thats not it boo…”
i’m “boo” now?
i didn’t get the memo.
i don’t know if nightly heard him.
but she was zoned out in her own thoughts.
it did get real awkward for a brief second,
but it didn’t stop the good times from rollin’.
we ended up leaving the spot around 1030.
nightly went one direction,
while work wolf and i went the other.
“i’m taking you to the movies next week.”
“oh are you?”
just me and you.
we gonna smoke too.”
lowkey: i had a good time tonight tho.
i’m “funky mood” lite.