“Don’t call her. Don’t text her. Don’t hit her in the DM, none of that shit, or I’m gon’ get real reckless, my nigga, and a faux gangsta like you not ready to be on that type of time with a nigga like me. Wouldn’t even be fair.” I shrugged. “But I’ll still pull that hammer out on you, fair game or not. As far as Sophie, that’s my responsibility now, nigga. I’ll let you know if yo’ services are ever needed, but don’t hold ya fucking breath. Then sooner than later, the court gon’ say she mine too. Sophie St. Thomas sounds better rolling off the tongue than whatever the fuck yo’ last name is.”
