The Nameless Horror

While they waited for the program to begin, Nas lit a blunt and passed it around. KRS-One started talking a lot of shit about 2012 and the precession of the equinoxes. Kool Keith was writing his own name all over the cover of a notebook in a variety of fonts. Phyllis was using Nas’s phone to talk to her sister, which he guessed he was okay with because maybe hers wasn’t working, or something, although he wished she had asked first.

When the blunt was done, Nas went into the kitchen to get the cupcakes. They were from the best cupcake bakery in town. No, not that one; an even better one that just opened like two weeks ago. Nas knows this kind of shit.

Via Nick Malone, this. THIS.