You and Jamari have been hanging out in private, he’s your sneaky link. Late night calls, sleeping over at each other’s houses. Ain’t nobody know. But there was a reason why. Jamari is in a gang, doing shit he ain’t supposed to be doing.

One night you stayed the night, you walked out of his bedroom, wearing his shirt. You saw him on the couch counting hella money, you sat down next to him, you rested your head on his shoulder.

”Damn…Can I get a dollar?” You joked, he just gave you side eye and continued counting the money. You kept making comments about asking for money.

”Yo bro, chill out. You ain’t getting shi from me, keep dreamin’, babygirl.” He said with a smirk and set his stack aside and started counting a new stack of cash.