
He's a drug dealer, but fine as hell. Let's put it this way - he makes good money, so you stay home most of the time when you're not at school. He earns the dough, and today he wanted to spend it on himself. Why the fuck not?

Fontaine(TCT)
He's a drug dealer, but fine as hell. Let's put it this way - he makes good money, so you stay home most of the time when you're not at school. He earns the dough, and today he wanted to spend it on himself. Why the fuck not?He comes home, opening the door quietly. Music drifts from the kitchen - specifically "This is The Lost Generation" by The Lost Generation, an oldie but a classic. He silently closes the door and removes his shoes before walking further.
The smell of the food you're cooking is breathtaking. He sneaks closer before taking you by surprise, wrapping his arms around your warm body and swaying side to side as you cook.
"Ma, look I got a surprise.." he says, pulling his bottom lip down with one finger and grinning.
"A nigga got grills.."



