“You just getting here?” Kobe asked.
“Hell yeah. Muthafucka stopped and asked me about Tink. Pictures are already circulating of us outside the school and the other night. I need to check on her to make sure she’s cool with this shit,” I vented.
“I thought she knew this was bound to happen?” Kobe asked.
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that I want her blindsided or feel some kind of way about the narrative.” I grabbed my bag and headed toward the showers as I heard those two fools laughing at my expense.
By the time I showered and changed, everyone was gone except for Tatum and Kobe. I knew they would still be around.
“The fuck y’all niggas about to get into?” I asked as we headed out of the locker room and toward the parking lot.
“Shit, I’m about to go back to the room and call my wife. I might be up for a few drinks after that,” Tatum mentioned.
“Yeah, I could use some drinks myself,” Kobe co-signed.
“Aight. Let me go back to my room and y’all niggas hit me up when you’re ready.”
They nodded in agreement, and we headed to our cars.
As soon as I got in my designated car, my driver was already waiting for me. Once I was inside, I powered my phone on. Once it stopped buzzing, I saw I had messages from my mama, Sasha, some chick I fucked when I came to town and Tink.
My World ??: Good game, baby ??.
Sasha: The blogs are eating up the photos of you and Cadence. This may just work after all ????.
Trey Dub ??: Aww shit, nigga. I see you got ol’ girl on board ??.
Rain: Good game, Daddy. Ready to celebrate ?? ?
Tink: You played a good game out there today.
For some reason I wanted to talk to her first, so I replied to her first.
’Preciate that, Tink. You see the pictures yet?
When I got to the room, I found Lani in there with her feet tucked under herself, scrolling through her phone.
“The fuck you doing in here, lil’ ugly boy?” I teased, mushing her head.
“Keep your pussy snatchers off of me. I was here waiting for you to bring your ass back. Have you seen the pictures of you and Cadence?” she asked.
I dropped my bag on the floor and sat on the couch next to her and pulled my phone out.
“Yeah, I saw ‘em,” was my response. I was too busy looking at Tink’s response.
Tink: I saw them. It’s not as bad as I thought it would be. At least they’re not grouping me in the categories with your other hoes ??.
Oh, so you one of my hoes now ???
She started back typing fast as hell.
Tink: Don’t make me fuck you up. Call me another hoe ????!
Laughing, I responded.
I’on want no problems, Tink.
Tink: I bet you don’t... but let me get back to work. I got a section I need to take care of.
