Page 33 of All The Smoke
“Where ya lil puffer shit at?” I asked. “Can’t have them lips getting black on me.”
Laughing, she pointed and said, “It’s on that table next to you.”
After grabbing it and handing it to her, I asked the question that had been lingering in my mind since the morning I woke up to an empty bed.
“So, why you bounce without saying something to a nigga?”
“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
“Cap.” I chuckled.
“No it’s not. You were snoring and all. I figured you needed the sleep.”
“Naw, what I needed was to wake up to head or something.”
She nudged me and said, “Shut up.”
“So what’s up with the games?” I pointed to the table. “What y’all got going on?”
Shot glasses and candles lined the coffee table as well as card games that hadn’t been opened yet.
“This is Blow Me,” she answered and my brows hiked. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
“What?” I laughed.
“Anyways.” She rolled her eyes. “There are different shots in these cups, a variation of dark and white. You have to blow the candles out in one breath and wherever the candles stop being blown out, that’s the shot you have to take.”
“I’m on white though.”
She smirked. “Then you better stop on a shot that has white in the cup.”
“What if I blow them all out?”
“I doubt your lungs are that strong, but in the event that you do, you won’t have to take a shot.”
“Let’s spice that up,” Scoot said, wearing a goofy ass wide grin on his face as he approached, holding a deck of cards in his hand.
Kaori took the cards from him and opened them. “Spicy truth or dare?”
“Yep.” He smiled and took a drink from his cup. “Let’s make this a game night to remember.”
“I’m not doing a lot of this stuff, Elijah.” Kaori frowned as she thumbed through the cards.
“Then yo’ ass gon’ drink.”
“How are we going to incorporate these into this game?”
“Easy.” He took the cards and shuffled them before placing one on the opposite side of the candle that the shot glass was on. “Blow the candles and wherever you stop, you read the card and either do whatever it says or drink.”
“Some of them require a partner though.”
“Good thing the bodies are plentiful in this bitch,” he said as he fell down on her couch.
“There are more women than men, and you two are like my brothers.” She pointed between Bino and Scoot with her pretty face all frowned up.
“Then Smoke is in for a good night.” He smirked. “Plus you can decline, sis. You just gon’ be fucked up by the end of the night.”
“And if the partner doesn’t want to participate in the dare?” her homegirl Morgan asked.
