Damion walked to Jamal's house from his barbour shop after getting a fresh haircut. Damion knocked on the fire truck red coloured door, and waited for a reply. "It's open!" Yelled Jamal from inside the house. Damion opened the door, when he didn't see Jamal he yelled "Where are you, bro?", "I'm in the den!" Replied Jamal. Damion walked to the den with a little 'swag' in his step. When he reached the den, he saw Jamal drawing and looking at pictures on the internet. "What the drawing for?" Damion asked. "Just sketching some ideas for my next tattoo," Jamal answered "When's you're next tattoo appointment?" Damion hadn't planned on getting another tattoo. He couldn't think of anything else he wanted on his colourful body, nor did he want one. He didnt want to seem lame in front of Jamal, so he thought of a quick answer. "Man, I don't know if I'm getting anymore tats." He said. "My girl don't like them." Jamal looked at him with sympathy. "Girls, man." He said. "Anyways, I'm just about done. Wanna hit up Denny's for a burger?" Jamal asked. "Yeah man, for sure." Damian replied, "But first, let's take a selfie."
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