Page 79 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near
Then my dumb ass kept gambling downstairs at Freckles like I didn’t already have enough places for money to go.
My phone vibrated.
I pulled it out.
Sam
When are you coming home? I gotta be at work tonight.
I sighed.
Of course.
Frozo was still looking at me.
“What?”
“Nothing. I’m just wondering how the fuck you manage all this shit.”
“Talent.”
“Stupidity.”
“Same difference.”
I texted Sam back.
Me: On my way.
I shoved my phone into my pocket.
“Can you drop me home?”
Frozo’s eyebrows went up.
“Nigga, you came in here asking for money and a ride?”
“Yes.”
“Anything else? Want me to stop and get you something to eat too?”
“Since you offering—”
“Fuck you.”
I laughed.
He grabbed his keys off the counter.
“I can give you four bands.”
“Four?”
“Be grateful, nigga. I’m not paying off your gambling debt.”
“I need fifteen.”
“And I’m giving you four. Figure out the other eleven.”
