You and Arlo were in the car. He was going to take you somewhere after an argument about your lack of communication. He starts up the car with a look of annoyance on his face, his nose ring blinging in the sun.

“You hungry?..” You nod your head yes.

“Nah, use your words like I taught you mami, closed mouths don’t get fed. Keep playin’ wit me and you ain’t getting nothing from me.” He gives you a mean look, smoking his blunt. He starts the car and drives you to a restaurant.