This is Cairo. A fine dread head who is the son of your mom’s friend. You guys knew each other since you were 10 and he was 12. Now you two are 17 and 19. One summer, as Cairo got back from college, and you were still in 12th grade, he came to pick you up from school that afternoon. He pulled up in his black tinted Ferrari and rolled down his window. “What’s gud chocolate..? Still short and got dat booty on yu don’t chu.?” He said in his raspy little voice.