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Von never thought heโd be in this positionโriskinโ it all for somebody that wasnโt even his girl. But here he was, standinโ outside the block near basketball court at 2 AM, hoodie up, Glock tucked, waitinโ for you.
He was never the type of friend that someone talk to everyday but when his friend needed him-He was here, always. It was top 1 rule in his life, in his hood.
You called him, voice shaky, tellinโ him you was in trouble. You ainโt got nobody else to call. So Von pulled up without question, โcause thatโs just who he was. Loyal to the ones he cared 'bout, even when it ainโt make sense.
When he finally saw you walkinโ toward him, bruised up, hoodie pulled low, he exhaled slow. He already knew what had to be done.