Kholi went into the kitchen and pressed the button...

Kholi went into the kitchen and pressed the button on his answering machine for his messages. A few women asked him to get up later, and his job had called him in to work that night. "Where is the bathroom god?" Junya asked while walking through the apartment.

Kholi held up one finger as to shush Junya, for Kholi was still listening to the message from his job. He had to be into work at 5pm to cover for someone that called out sick, and there was some specialized documentation that Kholi had to adhere to before he showed up at the workplace. "C.mon, look mother fucker, the bathroom right in front of you!" Kholi snapped while he kept his finger in the air.

"There are towels in the shelf to your immediate right. Do not use any of them light colored shits, those belong to the Mrs." Kholi said as he pointed in the direction of the bathroom. "No doubt my nigga..." Junya said as he walked to the restroom. "Hurry up! You heard my job called, and them bitches want to link up, you down?"

"I don't know." Junya said as the bathroom door closed behind him. Junya turned on the light and saw a few roaches scatter into the cracks in between the sink and the wall. Junya twitched as he removed his jacket off of his hurt arm: the pain in his side had come back. Junya looked in disgust as he felt along the side of his ribs where he was kicked. There were raised abrasions and black and blue marks. Junya realized that his ribs were not broken, but they were bruised really badly due to the hard kicks. Junya felt good to have some water running over his cuts and bruises. After 10 minutes, Junya got out the bathroom.

"Yo god, you got a shirt a nigga can rock?"
"It might be a little bit on the miniature side!" Kholi hollered from across the apartment.
"Where at?"
"Hold up, Kholi said while he held the phone to his ear. He was calling the women back that left messages on his machine. Kholi walked into his bedroom and grabbed a shirt off of a pile of clothes near the laundry. He threw it over to Junya as he awaited the party on the other lines' to response. "Hello, is this Tyrah? Oh, okay, can you tell her that Kholi called...Kholi...yes...thank you...good bye. That is zero for two, and I am going to see if this one is available. I think you met her before! Remember that time we was out in that club near Middletown, and we met them two cream teamers?" "Oh, those chicks? I thought they was shunning niggas? She called back?"

"Nah, Kholi said in a slick tone. This is her friend. One day when you was in jail, you know, tied up with Khevasiah, I needed a role dog to make that trip with me to see the cream teamers we met that night...well, let me say, that I met. Anyway, I could not find anyone, so I went out there solo. When I got there, she was not there, but her friend was! I had asked to wait inside, but she said no, because she was living there with the bitch I was supposed to see. She saw the whip, and asked if that was me. I told her yea, she told me to hold on. She came back outside with a blunt and a mixed drink in a dark cup, I guess shorty was drinking the whole time! She got in the whip, we spun around the block for a few minutes, and she blessed your boy!" "Wordness? Head in the whip?"