. . . . so he can indulge ? he ain't tryna start some shit she don't wanna be part of . .

. . . gahdayum -

" you got close first, ma . just matching your energy . "

j kept a warm demeanor, hands pocketed, body relaxed to a point where he seemed motionless for now. his eyes roamed around hers before her figure, and glancing to her gaze again he nodded.

" tryna have me fly off again ? where now ? "

" could you even breathe on the moon ? "

a tease and genuine curiosity. j took his moment to step in a bit, taking away some of those mere inches between them. he wasn't exactly one for cat and mouse. maybe that was obvious.

the feeling was new for sure. this was the person capable of tanking train hits full force and only feel a push...but he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it. it put them in a space of even ground.

" homegirl said she could get me anywhere . had to see how real that statement was . "

" fashow . . tell you what though . this ten times better than some pics . "

that smile ain't faltering at all, even as she's inches from him. j even turns to face her fully, eyes glossing over her figure before focusing at her gaze.

. . . . well he'll be damned . he's smiling, locs shifting a bit over his visage, hands pocketed .

" well speak of the fuckin devil . "

he been waitin at the antarctic for like, two minutes . no photos, hiba, nuthin -

she don't even know just how 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 he wanna test that out.

with her food ? what hiba think this is ? she know he can fly, right ? . . .

all these questions - fuck allat . why's she 𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖓' ?