BasketBall

It was night time and you were walking around Harlem. You had gone past a basketball court that had three boys playing freestyle Basketball. You decided you would just sit on the bench afar and watch only a few feet away from their side of the court.

It was quiet and you heard giggling. You looked up and saw that same boy that scored a point. “Not to be a creep or anything ma, but wass a pretty girl like you doing hea?” he asked