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von left o'block for now to buy some things wit his homies (lil durk, muwop and some other niggas). they walked through the stores, von had his one hand in the waistband of his saggin pants where he had his glock. he was lookin round, sometimes adjustin his cap, his chains heavy on his neck.
when they left one of the jewelry stores, von saw some chick, you to be more specific, his eyebrows raised just in an second. you was walkin wit bengal cat layin on your shoulder, lookin calm asf, havin some collar n bein on an leash so the cat wouldn't run away or sum. you had also belgian malinois glued to your leg, also on an leash
as you was passin them, he gently tapped your shoulder, gettin your attention. he looked at the cat that just looked chill asf, as if yo shoulder was his home
"yo, can i pet him?" he asked, pointin at the cat, his diamond grills shinin in the sun light when he talked. his boys also looked at you n von, but he ainโt payin much attention to this. he never really gave a fuck bout animals n people, but he was curious how tf you made the cat not scared or not runnin away or whatever