Antoine pressed the alarm to his car before walking inside of the studio where his group mates were hanging out. It was 9:45 AM and he arrived with some breakfast from a local mom and pop shop around the way.

He couldn't get Ciante off of his mind but the last thing he wanted was to spook her out and make her think that he was after something more than just her company.

Getting female attention wasn't hard for Antoine, but that was the least of his concerns when it came to Ciante.

He wanted to get to know her and her to understand that her having kids was not going to make him disappear.

In fact, he liked kids and was very decent with them for some odd reason.

When he arrived in the studio, he found Dre sitting at the soundboard, Ren in the booth goofing around, Cube writing in his notebook and laughing at Ren, and Eazy sitting next to Dre in the swivel chair, swinging back and forth with his LA Sox hat tilted to the side.

"Bout time you got here Yella boy" Cube said, getting up and tossing his notebook on the couch nearby.

"Damn right, niggas is hungry out this bitch" Dre chimed in, standing up to see what was in Antoine's bag.

"Well good morning to ya'll niggas too" Antoine replied, shoving the brown bag into Dre's chest.

"Morning Yella" Dre acknowledged him before looking him up and down.

"Ooooh shit! you looking real put together this mawning nigga!" Dre said, digging inside the bag and grabbing a chicken biscuit.

"Damn man" Antoine griped. "You say that like I look like shit any other day or something"

"That's exactly what he saying" Ren yelled inside the booth, tossing the cans and exiting the sound booth.

"Fuck ya'll" Antoine spoke, shaking his head and dapping up Eazy while the rest of them sniggered.

"Wassup man," Eazy said, dapping Yella up. "You here mighty early"

"I was busy this morning" he replied, leaning on the soundboard.

"Bullshit" Cube yelled. "Busy doing what? Beating ya meat?"

"Gay ass muhfucka" Antoine muttered under his breath. "No I was not, I dropped a friend off at work"

Dre sat down across from Eazy and Antoine on the grey couch before taking a bite of his biscuit.

"What friend?" Dre interrogated, chewing his food.

"Yeah Yella" Ren said, plopping down next to Dre and accidentally elbowing him.

"Ouch, nigga!" Dre yelled, cutting his eyes at Ren.

"My bad G" Ren giggled. "But we ya friends man, who else you know in Compton?"

"Why ya'll acting like I ain't from Compton and I don't know people other than ya'll?" Antoine asked, bothered.

Eazy laughed before standing up and walking over to the corner of the studio to grab an 8-Ball out of the small fridge that was in the studio.

He cracked the top off and took two big gulps from the frosted bottle.

"I mean we aint sayin that yella but we also know you ain't the type of nigga to be just waking up early for friends...Ya know?" Eazy added.

Antoine looked around as the fellas agreed with one another, enjoying their breakfast sandwiches and hash browns.

"So who is she?" Cube asked, sipping from his water bottle.

Antoine threw his hands up in the air and shook his head. He knew his homies wouldn't have let up until he told them something about his new ' friend'.

"Aight, her name Ciante and she work down on Alondra" Antoine confessed, looking at his homies.

"Ciante?" they said in unison.

"That's what I said. Ciante"

"That's a sexy name," Eazy said. "It's sound like a ghetto Spanish broad"

"Oui Oui" Ren said, laughing.

"That's French dumb ass," Dre said, twisting his lips up and playfully pushing Ren.

"ANNNNYWAY!" Antoine exaggerated. "Yeah she pretty nice she really good looking, she got three kids and –"

"Hold the fuck up" Cube cut Antoine off. "She got how many?"

"Three"

"That's too much man," Cube admitted, shaking his head. "Three?"

"What's wrong with three kids?" Antoine asked with a frown, curious to know their answer.

"Check it out" Ren began, standing up and placing his sandwich in Cube's hand. "She got three, you got zero. She sees you and sees dollar signs, and a potential daddy"

"Man, cut it out" Antoine waved Ren off. "She nothing like that. She works hard and doesn't wait for no one to give her anything"

"How you learn that?" Eazy asked as he raised a brow. "She told you that?"

"Not exactly those words but yeah. She was on her own since she was 18. Her grandma died, her parents are on drugs so all she got is her kid's man" Antoine explained, looking down at his hands.

"Where her baby daddies?" Cube asked.

"One ain't shit and the other one got killed at that burger shop on central ave two years ago"

"Damn," they all said gloomily before the room fell quiet.

Antoine sighed before taking his hat off and scratching his head.

"Like since we been off tour and shit, I been going to this coffee shop to kick it cause you know I ain't got much family my damn self and she been there and she's been nothing but nice to a nigga. I got to know her and I had to practically beg her to let me drop her off at work today. She struggles a lot man and I can see she ain't feelin the holidays"

Cube stared at him with a straight face. "Why are you begging a broad to burn up yo gas?"

"Shh," Eazy said and sniggering. "It's a nice gesture and shit. Ain't nun wrong wit it"

"So you wanna be Santa Claus of the hood huh?" Dre asked. "I get it, man. Yella always saving the day"

"You tryna scratch that kitty huh?" Eazy laughed.

"What," Antoine said with widened eyes. "No, not at all...it ain't even like that"

"Eric, everybody ain't you," Dre said as he shook his head.

"OOOOOH" Ren and Cube instigated before laughing.

The rest of the guys continued to eat their breakfast, talk about what they were doing for Christmas with their families and what to expect when the tour resumes after the holidays. 

It was at least 6 hours that passed of them being in the studio when Antoine realized he had to be back towards Compton to pick Ciante up.

"I'm bout to head out Ya'll" Antoine said, standing up and stretching his arms and legs.

"Aight" Cube said as he dapped Yella up. "Be careful man. 3 kids a lot"

"Shut up fool. He knows what he doing" Ren said as he wrapped his arm around Antoine's shoulder. " You do know what you doing right?"

"Fuck off me man" Antoine chuckled before dapping the rest of his homies up.

"Ima walkout witcha" Eazy replied as he tossed his NWA embroidered jacket on, then followed behind Antoine.

The two guys walked out of the studio and into the cool air. It was so frosty outside that every time they breathe, you could see their breath. Antoine and Eazy walked to his car that was parked across the street.

"So you really digging this girl huh?" Eazy questioned, pulling out a blunt from underneath the brim of his hat.

"I mean, she cool I think she pretty and charismatic. We don't get that much"

Eazy nodded as he places the blunt to his lips and lit it. He deeply inhaled the smoke before exhaling through his nostrils, passing it to Antoine.

"Nah, I'm cool man," Antoine said, putting his hand up.

Eazy shrugged. "So what you gonna do for Christmas?"

"Well, I bought the kids some stuff, toys and clothes and money, the regular shit. You still taking them to Disneyland?"

"More than likely. Erica wants to go so bad and that's all she kept crying about. Lil E wants some tonka truck or some shit and Derek, he wants flannel shirts and locs like his pops"

"Ciante said something bout taking her kids to Disney" Antoine mentioned, kicking at the snow.

"Oh yeah? Maybe you should go"

"Yeah. She said she saved up a lot of her money to make sure her kids have the best Christmas they could ever have"

"How old are these kids again?" Eazy asked, inhaling the smoke.

"Uhh...I think 10, 5, and 3"

"Not horrible. I mean if yall wanna catch a ride with me and the kids to the park ya'll can, ain't no problem"

"Thanks, E"

"No doubt. But uh, my balls are frozen, so I gotta get the fuck back in this studio man" Eazy put the blunt out before tucking it under his brim again.

Eazy dapped Antoine up. "Be safe driving out here man. Keep me posted"

"Alright!" Antoine replied.

He opened his car door and got inside, putting the key in the ignition and letting the car warm up before he drove off.