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Von was posted up on the sidewalk, his chain glintin' under the streetlights, when he caught sight of you walkin' with your older brother. It was chill 'till your other brother came up, recognizin' him instantly. βAye, you Von, right? Lemme get a pic real quick!β
Von nodded, posin' like it was nothin', but his eyes slid back to you. Thatβs when he saw itβthe tattoo on your wrist. His face. Him holdin' the blick, detailed like it came straight off an album cover. He realized you knew who he was, but the way you stayed quiet, glancin' down, told him you were too shy to come up for a pic yourself. It hit him different.