[Rigo takes the joint for a long pull, then lets himself slouch lower with a lazy smile.]
Fuuuuck, wey, they're finding trouble I hope.
[Were they supposed to find anything? Fuck if he knows. Those two are not his concern. Well, Johnnie is sometimes when he needs to turn up for a gig. Chrissy is sometimes when shit's getting extra weird. Otherwise? Whatever, man.
What would add greatly to this is some music but he doubts he can get up right now to actually put on a record. The best he can do is to roll awkwardly forward onto his knees until he can reach the TV to turn it on and find a channel playing either a band or one of those dance tournament shows. He gets the latter, and that's good enough, so he settles back where he was and passes the joint over.]
We gotta get our people on one of these shows someday, compa, we'd wipe the floor with those little white boys. Look at 'em.
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Fuuuuck, wey, they're finding trouble I hope.
[Were they supposed to find anything? Fuck if he knows. Those two are not his concern. Well, Johnnie is sometimes when he needs to turn up for a gig. Chrissy is sometimes when shit's getting extra weird. Otherwise? Whatever, man.
What would add greatly to this is some music but he doubts he can get up right now to actually put on a record. The best he can do is to roll awkwardly forward onto his knees until he can reach the TV to turn it on and find a channel playing either a band or one of those dance tournament shows. He gets the latter, and that's good enough, so he settles back where he was and passes the joint over.]
We gotta get our people on one of these shows someday, compa, we'd wipe the floor with those little white boys. Look at 'em.