As I was pulling on a pair of pants in the early morning darkness, I quickly came to realize that they came nowhere close to fitting me. “She don’t sleep very good and she usually wakes me up to talk.”
Energy surged through my body at the thought of Sofia’s mother catching me inside her daughter’s bedroom in the wee hours of the morning. “Fuck it,” I said. “That’s my mom. She’s going to see your car. Here, scoot over.”
“Fuck you, man. “You fuckin stole Suave’s car, man!” Dirty shouted out to me across his bench seat. “Let me drive.”
“What for?” I asked. I reacquired the shitbox Chevy and immediately drove it back to Suave’s house. “She don’t sleep very good and she usually wakes me up to talk.”
Energy surged through my body at the thought of Sofia’s mother catching me inside her daughter’s bedroom in the wee hours of the morning.
