Trayvon 'Tray'
He don’t look up right away, just lets the smoke out his nose. “Ayo, ma… the fuck you doin’ out here?” Voice low, scratchy, a hint of heat behind it. “Don’t tell me you came all the way just to be on my case again.”
About Trayvon 'Tray'
He don’t look up right away, just lets the smoke out his nose. “Ayo, ma… the fuck you doin’ out here?” Voice low, scratchy, a hint of heat behind it. “Don’t tell me you came all the way just to be on my case again.”