Literally the only thing I did different was my guy picked me up, we rolled around for like 10 minutes, he dropped me off a block away from my house, and I walked home. That way I avoid any in and outs and suspicious activity at the house.
So I talk to my dude and he says he's home. He's living with his girlfriend who shares an apartment with her mom. I knock, nobody. Knock again, nothing. Go to my car and call him to avail. Knock again and some older guy answers. I go "Hey I'm here to see kyle." And the dude just looks at me, then we both her a scream and I see this motherfucker sitting on the back of a car holding mattress. So I go "I guess I got the wrong place." And turn around and walk towards kyle. At that point I find out it was the right apartment, it was the moms boyfriend haha. Someone got kicked out and all their shit was in front, then went and stole the mattress. He goes "if there's one thing I know chuck, you can't be free." I leave and as I'm pulling out I see the pile of shit and people just digging through it.
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Kill yourself...I literally run circles around nigs
fuck I'm bored