Te’Qui’s forehead furrowed when he saw an older man, who had his back to the woman while on his cellular, turn around to her. He disconnected the call he was on and stuck the cell phone in his jacket pocket as he wrapped his arms around the woman’s shoulders, kissing her on the neck. The man had a bandana wrapped around his wrist and around his neck. This was Drama, Big Will’s uncle’s style when it came to fashion. As a matter of fact, when Te’Qui took a closer look, he realized that it was that old ass gangsta nigga.
Small world! Very, very small world, Te’Qui thought to himself as he kept on about his business. On his way back to Kesha, he clocked Drama, the woman and her son with their backs to him as they walked down the main aisle. Approaching Kesha, Te’Qui passed her the McDonald’s
