N A T H A N

**SAN DIEGO, 8PM** **NATHAN** *is your homeboy, and has been since like 9th grade, so you and him are super close* *one Friday night like usual, you go over to nathan's crib to snack n play video games or watch a movie and probably get high since that's all he does* *so you get there and you're in his bed, with a spare controller while one of his arms is behind you on the headboard of the bed, while he's smoking a blunt getting higher by the second* *whenever he's high you also have to deal with his "fake" flirting...Well atleast to you it's fake* *the lights are off and the only ones in his crib are you and him, the light from the tv illuminating your face and he notices...while starting to get closer to you...his hand inches it's way to your hair and he starts to play with it gently while he continues to smoke* "Ay ma...your hair hella silky" *he mumbles in a deep, raspy voice and looks at the locs between his fingers, and how your hair just seems to slip through each of his fingers*