Two days later, Tavon exited the prison building, taking a moment to observe the inmates as he strolled. Meanwhile, Gavin was finishing up a confrontation with some other inmates, and as soon as he saw Tavon, he walked over to him.

Gavin: Tavon.

Tavon: *looks at him*

Gavin: Are you alright?

Tavon: I'm cool, man.

Gavin: I heard you have come here for a year now.

Tavon: *hearing*

Gavin: I haven't been out in a city for years; this is so fucked up shit in that town recently.

Tavon: *hearing*

Gavin: You're right here; it's really dangerous in this place, too.

Tavon: *kept hearing*

Gavin: Kindly make a deal with the consequences to survive in this prison, no matter what.

Tavon: I feel a breeze.

Gavin: So am I. Come and play the cards with me.

Tavon: What's your name, man? *follows him*

Gavin: Gavin.

Later that night, Ceila and Walter are nearly finished cooking together in the apartment while their friends are on their way. They've been cooking Hamburger Helper for less than an hour. As they complete their task, they look at each other.

Walter: Ceila, I didn't know you were cooking up good.

Celia: Cause it's before, like how my dad is a good chef who cooked when I was a child.

Walter: Aww, sweet little darling grown.

Celia: *hearing*

Walter: I'm not down to fucked you up hard-

Celia: You should take it easy for me after we settle the food on the table.

Celia and Walter: *putting the food on the table*

Walter: That looked better, as always. I need to take a break from this fucking TV.

Celia: Why would you gonna do that without the TV?

Walter: I can express gratitude to myself later. *holds and kisses her*

Celia: *kissing him back*

Walter: *unlocked the door*

Celia: What the hell are you doing?

Walter: Leaving the door open as soon as they come, they can hear us. *continues kissing*

Celia: *keeps kissing him*

Walter: *dragged her to the room and closed the door before continuing kissing*

Celia: *takes off the shirt for him and pushes him to the bed, gets on top of him, and kisses him again*

Walter: *kisses her back*

The next day, Janet exited the university and, on her way back home, held a lollipop in her hand. She leisurely walked along the sidewalk, savoring the treat, until she heard a crashing sound from a nearby residence. As she attempted to pass by and glance at the house, she recognized the presence of her friend within. Promptly, she entered the house to search for her friends and found both of them inside.

Janet: *sees Kathy and her boyfriend*

Kathy's boyfriend: *pushing her right in front of Janet*

Janet: *grunts and falls on the floor with Kathy*

Kathy's boyfriend: That's the general idea when you ain't listening to me what I have to say, motherfucker.

Janet: *moves back*

Kathy's boyfriend: *grabs her* What are you gonna do?

Kathy: *kicking his ball*

Kathy's boyfriend: *grunts loudly and punches her in the face*

Janet: *grabs the baseball bat* Don't you dare touch her; you get the fuck away from her! *swinging the bat*

Kathy's boyfriend: *sees her and moves back*

Janet: *tried to hit him while kept swinging around*

Kathy's boyfriend: *still moving back*

Janet: *almost hitting him and hitting the door and almost broke*

Kathy's boyfriend: *leaving*

Kathy: *breathing*

Janet: *checking up on her* Damn, are you alright?

Kathy: He's not allowed to see me, or else, things are about to get real; I fucking mean it.

Janet: He's no longer a concern; I've handled the situation.

Kathy: Thank you. *hugs her*

Janet: You're welcome. I was on the way home when I heard some shit in there. *hugs her back*

Kathy: I'm gonna call my mom.

Janet: Call her now. I'd had to be home cause my mom was sick.

Kathy: I'm sorry.

Janet: It's cool. *leaving the house*

Later that night, Foster hurried to the Broadway show to make it a must-see event. However, as he rushed into the ticket office, the performance had already started nearly half an hour earlier.

Employee: *putting the sign on the window*

Foster: *sees the sign, Sold Out* Oh, come on. Could I have one more ticket?

Employee: I'm sorry.

Foster: *walks away*

Trey arrives outside his apartment the next day while still at college for tomorrow morning's class. He wanders around, searching for the right place, recalling how to greet others with, "What's up, Trey?" His neighborhood is racially mixed, with both Black and white residents. Occasionally, they are gathered near the cops harassing people on the streets the other day, mainly since many are out here.

Trey: *finds the apartment while seeing Sandra come out of the door*

Sandra: *sees him* Well, well.

Trey: Well, well, what?

Sandra: Talking shit?

Trey: That's my word; everyone runs into these streets as see is you guys doing crackhead ass job.

Sandra: We can do anything the fuck we want. Except me.

Trey: *giggles softly* What in the world are you talking about?

Sandra: I'm doing my job. I've been observing the police and doing what they can. I've witnessed too many people surrendering; it's a cycle of being taken in or let go.

Trey: You are still a bad girl when you are a dirty cop.

Sandra: I've seen you doing bad reputation nowadays while I was riding around, hanging out with the boys in the corner.

Trey: I don't do any ordered with cocaine too damn much; I've focused on the school; my guys need me some days.

Sandra: Time after time, when you are out here, you'll be shot. Don't hurt yourself throughout the dangerous city.

Trey: So are you.

Sandra: *hearing*

Trey: When safety is first, you last. *goes inside to the apartment*

Sandra: *hearing and looking at the door before leaving*

Eddie and Veronica stroll along the train tracks adjacent to the street, daily chilling in the same spot. They have enjoyed this routine, especially watching trains pass on another track. Veronica mentions more songs she plans to create as they walk, even while working on half of the lyrics.

Veronica: As soon as I finish up with the lyrics, I'll hook you up.

Eddie: If you want to be famous so badly, you should try making your own music.

Veronica: Why am I gonna do that?

Eddie: Don't making shit cringing or corny ass beats, I wanna hear the nice flow.

Veronica: Eddie, I don't know how.

Eddie: I'm just messing with you.

Veronica: You lose out of your fucking mind.

Eddie: Clearly.

Veronica: *hearing*

Eddie: We had to get back in the studio next week; I have some shit to do.

Veronica: *paddled his back*

Minnie helped Albert back to the spot where Albert's place was around the corner near the backyard; she brought his little stuff after they headed to the store to give him more energy.

Albert: Thanks for taking me. I was being such a fucking pussy...

Minnie: Don't worry about it, Albert. You look fine.

Albert: *hearing*

Minnie: *giving to his stuff*

Albert: *grabs it*

Minnie: Are you feeling too comfortable? Find a new house? Any good solution?

Albert: I gotta see.

Minnie: Keep your head up, I gotta go. *walks away*

Albert: *hearing*

Minnie: Bye! *still walking away*

At the dance center, Adele is teaching Tabitha and Natalie their dance lesson for the day. They try remembering the steps for a night out at a bar, club, or house party.

https://youtu.be/Ps402yYQIm0

Adele: *teaching them dancing*

Tabitha and Natalie: *follows her throughout the dance*

Adele: *keeps training on them*

Tabitha and Natalie: *dancing at each other*

Adele: Keep doing it, keep doing it! Acting like a hustle.

Tabitha and Natalie: *dancing with the hip-hop flow and standard flow*

*Later that night*

Remy and Foster: *comes out of the store while laughing at each other*

Remy: I get what you are saying; you're just not ready for that shit.

Foster: But I still have more to say about kindness. I'm looking for a place to stay since my house burned down, and I'm out of money; my sister is also broke.

Remy: I've got things under control and help you. Don't worry about that shit. These cops just keep watching us.

Foster: Fuck them.

Remy: Stupid.

Foster and Remy: *seeing the car pulled up while driving faster to begins running faster*

??: *chasing them while driving on the road*

Foster and Remy: *kept running to find a way to shortcut*

??: *still chasing while pulling out the gun and shooting*

Remy: This way! *taking the shortcut*

Foster: *follows him*

??: *taking a shortcut and still follows*

Remy: *running faster*

Foster: *tried to run faster until he got shot in the back*

Remy: *turns around while keep running away*

The next day, Janet and Kathy spent time together at the community college cafeteria. Janet wrote in her notebook while Kathy ate her food. They sat at the same table for two hours, waiting for their next class.

Janet: *finished writing with the sketch*

Kathy: I can see you writing smoothly. *noticed Janet's notebook*

Janet: Hard looking, pretty working I was. Typically, I should keep writing a little bit more at home while chilling in my vibe.

Kathy: Shit.

Janet: What?

Kathy: I heard what you said.

Janet: How are you feeling?

Kathy: I'm good. Fuck him, but he ain't got nothing.

Scott arrived at the community college to visit his old friend. He headed to the cafeteria to grab a quick bite. Before placing his order, he looked around, instructing the employee to keep the change while Kathy observed him.

Janet: What? *looks at her before turning around and seeing Scott* You looking at him?

Kathy: He looks flawless.

Janet: Really?

Kathy: He's soft; I've seen him before. He saved a lot of money with his parents.

Janet: Don't fall in love with him, that's too early for that shit. Come on.

Kathy: I'm not. When he sees me, I'm right here for him.

Janet: Speaking of yourself, why would you go talk to him?

Kathy: Next time, I will.

Janet: Kathy?

Kathy: No.

Meanwhile, Following the events of last night, someone has covered Foster's body at the location where he was killed. Sandra is examining the body after confronting three individuals who appear to have seen the red car without recognizing anyone's face until Adele comes out of the TV truck and prepares for the reporting with Sandra.

Some viewers are following the news regarding last night's events; Sandra discusses searching for suspects involved in Foster's murder, as she believes she can identify the right one without error.

Trey visited the garden center and admired some beautiful sunflowers. Then, he spotted the red roses and felt calm, taking in the peaceful atmosphere while other visitors enjoyed the center. He continued to stroll around.

She relaxed in bed alone at Veronica's house, staring at the camera beside the dresser. She picked up the camera to inspect it and decided to take a picture, which she did.

Veronica: *putting the camera down in the minute before she looked out the window and looked at the view and saw a bunch of people doing more drugs, chatting with each other, reuniting with families after exiting the cab, and kids having fun playing outside*

Veronica's parents: *watching TV from downstairs*

Veronica: *walks downstairs slowly while glancing at them to see how they are doing while hearing confronting each other*

Later that night, Gennifer, Chandler, Vince, Lizzy, and Erin had fun in the Atlantic City casino but were apart. People filled the venue, either playing games or grabbing drinks.

Gennifer, Lizzy, and Erin: *walking around together with the glass of cup while confronting each other*

Lizzy: Do you know why I beat?

Erin: Lizzy, you beat a couple of times with Roulette cause you rock on it.

Gennifer: *sighs* Son of a bitch.

Erin: Because it's true. Lizzy, I admired your willingness to take on another level of risk because our experiences change when we spend time at the casino.

Lizzy: Not gonna lie, I will be rich someday. As far as I'm concerned, you both ladies would take a chance to figure out the next big thing in New York. Don't worry about what happened recently.

Erin: No, no, no. Keep quiet about it; avoid sharing negative comments about the fucking city with others.

Lizzy: *drinking*

Chandler and Vince: *confronting each other and laughing at each other while walking past them*

Chandler: Hey, you wanna get out of here? I had enough for tonight.

Vince: Yeah. We've faced some challenges lately, but we're working together to find solutions instead of letting ourselves get overwhelmed.

Chandler: Indeed.

Vince: *holds her while continue walking*

The next day, Tavon and Carlos chilled in the prison cell beside each other while they were bored, trying not to be afraid of the inmates.

Carlos: Don't pay them mind, they're assholes are hungry.

Tavon: *hearing*

Carlos: I just can't figure out why.

Tavon: *hearing*

Carlos: I'll be stuck here forever. Forever more than.

Tavon: I'll be stuck for almost the next ten years, just in case.

Carlos: Bullshit.

Tavon: *hearing*

Carlos and Tavon: *sees the guard*

Guard: Johnson, you have a visitor. *looks at Carlos*

Carlos: My uncle is here; I'll be back in the cell later.

Tavon: Alright, bruh. *watching them leave*

Later that night, While driving through the city to reach home, Scott was struck by another vehicle at a corner, leading to injuries from the accident. Despite his injuries, he continues to move around inside the car.

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