ZAIRE'S POV "I said I was sorry, man. What more do you want me to do?"I said to Jasper, my patience already thinning with him. I don't know how many times he wanted me to fucking apologize? "You fucking hit me man and I had to go home and explain to my father why I have a fucking black eye." Jasper said angrily"Do you have any idea how fucking unbearing that old man is?" "I get it alright? I'm sorry." "Not so fucking easily, boy. You are going to have to make it up to me." "Fine. What do you want." Jasper smirked, running a hand over his dump curls."Those Louis Vuitton kicks of yours I like." "X480 Fiber optic?" "Yea---" "Hell no!" "Then fuck off."Jasper said ,turning towards his locker. We were just done showering after practice ,preparing to head home. "Ah come on Jas, you know I can't give you those man. You can choose any kicks you want. Not those ones." "Yeezy 1 prototype?" "You can easily buy them yourself." "I can't. You know after that bonfire fight, I have
Last Updated : 2026-01-18
