Nik would bring himself into the embrace of his larger choom. A few pats to the back before stepping away— shrugging his shoulders.
❝ Well you got charged up now, choom. Lets take my car, just got a new one .❞
A wink as he flashed the keys before tossing them at jack
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Jackie would break into a wide grin, letting out a hearty laugh before stepping forward and clasping Nik's forearm, pulling him into a firm, brotherly embrace.
" ¡JA! That's what I'm talkin' about, hermano! Knew I could count on your ass.
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Okay okay... orange juice and vodka?
OR maybe a mix of a bunch that I can program to mix and shoot out ready-mixed cocktails!
Imagine, vodka tonics whenever you wanted!
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A swift turn around with a subtle nod
❝ Hansens been on my ass anyway— im in choom. Lets cash some edds. For old times sake. .❞
A mischievous grin, his platinum grill glistening off the sunset, extending his arm for an embrace.
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" ¡Ja! Mira quién habla. You say that like you ain't known me your whole damn life, cabrón. And yeah, hermano, yours truly set this little fiesta up. Figured I'd get the old duo together, see if we still got that magic.
Now quit bustin' my balls, Nik. You in or what? "
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❝Shoulda’ guessed . . Never change, do ya jack? You the one who set this gig up, Hermano? . . ❞
a more relaxed posture— safe to say him and Jackie go back growing up in the streets of NC. hard not to.
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Jackie walked up and stood nearby, keeping a calm expression on his face.
"It’s beautiful ain’t it? It’s quite something to see outside of the city according to a friend."