Me and my nikka got into when he swung on me because I took his keys and didn't let him drive drunk (No big deal, we've came to blows before). I know he can't handle liquor, and he knows he can't handle liquor, so he knew that he was wrong.
The problem came when his bytch got in the mix, started talking to me all wrong, and was gettin' loud and all aggressive in my face and started spitting at me, so I mushed her drunk ass (instead of slapping her like I was going to), grabbed her and told her to calm the fukk down.
Best friends since 4th-5th grade, haven't spoken in almost 4 months (including my birthday recently)

. I keep my circle really small on purpose, and me and ol' boy click. He'll come around when stops letting
dats filthy salope control him, and if not, so be it