I know this was extremely fun and y’all are having the time of y’all lives… but y’all need to leave. Make sure you clean up after yourself or yo ass won’t be back here.

“Y’all heard my fam, leave the bottles take the food.”

“Oh please, this dick ain’t cheap. You just ungrateful..at least a nigga wrapped it up and added a nice bow.” he chuckled while shaking his head. “You old now, how it feel to be pushin’ thirty?”

“You’re welcome, good thing you’re not drunk enough huh? nah I’m fuckin’ wit’ you but happy birthday, Mama. Hopefully that wasn’t too cheap for you” he teased.

“You know I never turn down an opportunity to get fucked up, shorty.” returning the smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, pulling her in for a brief embrace. “You’re welcome, shit I needed a break from the sound of clippers. I’m good, can’t complain too much. How are you, mama.”

Amira makes herself a drink and just watches the scenery. She takes a few sips debating whether or not to talk to anyone or just enjoy the silence.

Benji noticed the familiar face sitting by herself, holding a Hennessy bottle in his free hand and a burger in his other, he manvured his way through the small crowed of guest until he was next to her. “You good, mama?”

The last time a wifed a bitch she told the world i beat her