Series 001: she knew what she was doing. (Room 822) part iv

“Oh no! I just realized that this pizza spot deliver only!” Queen said.

“Well, let’s find one that does have a place where we can sit on the inside.” I said.

This summer I became a heavy connoisseur of my first love which is pizza and expanding my wine palate.

Grown nigga shit you know.

In my opinion a thin crusted margarita pizza with a crisp glass of red wine is like Shaq and Kobe when it comes to that one-two punch.

I’m usually more strict with my eating and alcohol consumption, but fuck it.

Why am I putting myself through hell and not enjoying life?

A question I constantly ask myself.

Remember this whole trip was about letting go of control.

My cousin causally came strolling in. Man that warmed my heart.

I got deep admiration for people who lean into things that bring them alive. Thats how I would describe him.

“Can you close me out?” Cuz said to the bartender.

“Yeah me too!” I blurted out.

“I gotta go make this money but let’s try link again soon.“ Cuz said.

*my eyes began to water.

Family over everything.

Series 001: she knew what she was doing. (Room 822) part vi

“It’s your turn to play music,” I said.

“Okay, let me close the curtains and take a quick shower. “ Queen said.

We were rapping the day up and the night continued with a late night cuddle session.

*The soundtrack to The Photograph by Robert Glasper was playing in the background.

The music was so soothing in the background its almost like I was floating.

A kiss on the forehead turned into a night of swimming. After a night of backstrokes, breaststrokes, and sidestrokes.

I said out loud, “you knew what you were doing huh?”

Goodnight…