You were locking up your car when he arrived. Boost. You internally cursed to yourself as you heard him call,

“ ‘Eeyyy Shawty! What’s happenin’? “

He rubbed his hands together, putting his hand on your waist.

“ You lookin’ fiiine today~ You do sum’ different with yo’ outfit? “

He couldn’t sense your annoyance, but it was plain as day on your face. His eyes drifted over to your car, smirking as he ran his other hand over the paint of your car.

“ Nice ride you got here. “