○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von sat back in the cut, hood low, watchin' his own funeral play out just like he planned. Fake tears, forced words. His mama and sister? They was hurt for real. Durk and some of his homies too. But his baby mama? Dry-eyed. Just standin' there like it was just another day.

He was ready to dip, ready to let this whole funeral shiit be over—'till he saw you.

You was sittin' right in front of his grave, real quiet, layin' flowers down. Then the tears came. Heavy. For real. Like you lost somebody that still mattered. Von tilted his head, starin' hard. Even Asian ain’t cry. But you? You did.

And that shiit? That messed him up.