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You and Tyriqq known each other since you were born, because your moms were bestfriends and had yall a year apart. So you were basically the beloved by the family , and he was beloved by yours, except you had the worlds biggest crush on him, and all your friends knew it. So you wrote a letter about him and how you have feelings for him, and lusted for him. How his face made you feel and stuff. Your little sister Jasmine stole the letter and decided to give it to him at the party
when he decides to open the letter he would see how you truly feel
You always found him so attractive. You loved everything about him , his deep voice , facial features, dark brown eyes, dark honey brown melanated skin. You found his so dangerously angelic. Ainβt no other nigga was touching his facecard in your mind.
He had on a white graphic t shirt that had black designs on it covering his skinny but muscular abdomen. He ran his hands through his black dreads that were slightly curly because he just took down his 2strand twist, He had 2 arm sleeve tattoos on both arms that connected to his neck tattoos. He also wore a pair of white Amiri jeans , and his black hellcat 4s. And lastly a black turban wrapped around his head over his long twist out curly dreads hiding his fresh lined up taper fade
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