The man was Mars!
Arther went to signal Zoe that she go someone
Zoe got up and went to the door and Arther went to pick up his sister.
"Come on Rami" the little sister followed Arther.
They went to the back of the kitchen and opened a door, went through Zoe's bedroom, that had a queen sized bed, one draw on each side, one of the draw was in the corner and there was a window showing the front yard, and a tv hanging in front of the bed
There was another door diagonally across from the bed that lead to garage. Arther open the garage.
Zoe and Mars heard the garage door open. Mars took out a few condoms and $70 dollars.
Mars thought 'fuck she's expensive, usually this usually it's like $35-50, well a rare fish is always going to be an expensive one'
They go into the bedroom.
…
Arther thought while driving somewhere random 'that's great, can she just for one day just not' he knew that it being every day was an exaggeration but based to the truth.
"Why" Rami said rhetorically
"Let's just go somewhere, Antique shop again?" Arther said
'Fucking whore' Arther thought
"Yeah! After that can we please go to Mantys" Rami asked
"I have money please" she said
Mantys was a place that sells restored, lost, and sold there. Of coarse the cleaned everything there. It was like a pawn shop spit into three sections.
"Where did you get the money and how much" Arther said
"I sold one of the item you bought for me from the shop (antique shop) but I made them pay more than I got it from the shop" Rami was telling the truth guilt fully and nervous
" *sigh….. at least you up charged it, how much did you get and what was the original price?" Arther asked
The antique was a somewhat old and small looking leather suitcase, it had a dull very classy silver steak knife, silver fork, silver spoon, dusty small cup that had gold between the cracks making it look beautiful, and photo of a blind dad smiling with his black hair wife and black hair daughter.
A week ago was Ramos birthday she was givin $100 dollars by Arther and $35 by
Zoe. Her birthday was November 9.
(Authors note: I don't think I need to make a note about this but there going to be that one guy. I'm going to keep the calendar thing the same because it would genuinely unnecessary, making this so hard, and probably increase the DID problems writers have when they get to immerse into there story.)
"The original price was $100 and I sold it for $145" Rami said
'Well at least I don't have to use any money' Arthers thoughts deviated a bit while driving causing the car to go off a bit, he snapped back and straightened out his driving.
"What do you think you want to be when you grow up" Arther said
"I don't really know, I like talking to people" Rami said
"Maybe you can be a businesswoman when you grow up" Arther said
"That's sounds nice, but still feels like there's more" she said
"I know what you mean, I still don't know what I want"
"I'll probably go or get drafted to the military" Arther said
"Hope not I don't want to be left with her" she said
"Hearing the constant banging, fuck"
She said
"You can stay at Kaya's" arther said
"I've been doing that, but still it's like each time I come back the moans get louder" she said
The reason why they couldn't live with other family member is because their friends where here and their family was in other cities and grand parents we dead leaving behind wealth for their mother.
"Well let's just hold out, I know you hate when I say that but it's all we have" Arther said
"…." Rami said nothing
10 minutes later they get to the antique shop. Arther parked beside a sidewalk that was near the antique shop.
Arther said before they got out of the car "let's make two promises" he made a hook with two of his fingers
The hooked fingers meant how many promises you make to a person. How
Many finger you have hooked depends how many promises you want to make. If someone makes a one less promise it shows someone is insecure or unsure. But if someone makes more than 3 hooks it makes the "hooker" seems insecure or somewhat incompetent.
This tradition came from a man who made a special gesture of trust, a lot of people liked it so they used it. The man name was Rockie Hermes, He was drug producer, he made Trojan,Red,Age,Mark, and SN. While he was smoking Trojan he was robbed and shot. The reason why was because one of his customers bought an illegal Glock from a well known gun dealer.
Trojan is like weed but more potent, it allows someone to feel a extreme high, and can make you forget what you did hours ago by restarting your heart. It's fairly addictive but people are careful
Red is either a red ball or red weed. It very very similar to weed but when you get high you eyes will get way redder and sees everything in a red hue. The after the high, you will be slower and dumber for the past hour. Not matter what matter it cannot be removed. Really addictive.
Age or age of time is powder. While I can make you see delusions of when you get older or younger. It will make make you think of happiest moments of your life of thought. After the high the delusions will slower revert back to reality. It's extremely addictive.
Mark is a powder. It's used a medical to major wounds Iike; loss, of a limb, exposed or lossed flesh, and bone loss. I don't not regrow a limb it rapidly makes it into a nub, with flesh and bone I would regrow rapidly. The high sucks but oddly extremely addictive. The reason why it's called mark is because everyone would put out a hit on anyone who had it or suspected of having it. The Black Revelry(gang or mafia), the blue bird(another name: silent bird), or the government would want it.
They got out of the car and went into the antique shop. The antique shop was in between two other shop on the left was a clothes store and the right was a weapons like; swords, spears, bows. etc.
The antique shops door and dark brown and wooden while there was to glass frames.
When they went in Rami and surprised yet extremely familiar. They saw long and short tables in the upper left corner, in front of them was a standing circular table and had all sort of antiques and to their upper right was the cashier and her desk. And other one of the tables next to her desk. In front of the woman's desk was a hallway, there were restrooms on both sides and not to far down from the hallway was was a back door.
The woman at the cash register was a middle aged black woman with gold rimmed glasses, a ponytail, and she was quite beautiful. She was 5'9, she was wearing a Jean jacket with a grey shirt. She had on jeans on too, to make the jacket.
The woman was happy and not happy they are back.
Arther goes up to her and starts talking to her while Rami is looking at the items.
"Trysa, how have you been doing" Arther asked
Trysa said "I good, looks like she is as lively as usual."
"She told me she sold one of your antique" Arther whispered
Rami managed to here it play a bit and said in a frustrated tone "come on Arther!!"
Trysa said in a playful tone "come on Ram, told tell you sold that ring I gave to you "
"She told told me she sold that off too" Arther said
Trysa said is a frustrated tone "No more discounts, No free shit anymore"
Rami said "I have the ring in my pocket" then she pulls it out.
Trysa looks at Arther and hits her palm on Arther's head while he's laughing.
"Little shit" Trysa
Few minutes pass and Arther said "how's Marcus he's going to be the same age as Rami"