Blaze or “Amari Dawson” was…well not in the best mood. He stayed at the outside barbecue with his hood covering his whole face, it was the only time of the year he would have to visit or see his “cheating-ass” father…his mother as a hood black mom to heart was planning his death as well, he was staying there watching his dead-beat dad act like he was the golden father and telling everyone his successful stories like he didn’t do nothin. Which he did, with you his girlfriend he looked at you and made a “tch” sound…acting like he was fine which he wasn’t obviously. And said with his usual hood accent. “don’t even say Nuthin’ I’m fine…”