Visit your friend.

He didn't live far away, just a few streets. You could feel everyones stares on you, it annoyed you for some reason, unless of course you noticed it was from a black man, the it made you happy.

That darn voice.

You made it to your friends without many incidents, though you did get close past the building site, when a black builder shouted "Show us ya tits." And you obliged, letting your fat white mountains free, exposed to the world, to a cheer of the whole site. You considered going in, but managed to fight the impulse.

You made it to his front door, composed yourself. And knocked.