○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Dayvon slid into your spot like he always did, kicking the door shut behind him, a blunt already tucked behind his ear. He dropped onto your couch, legs stretched out like he owned the place, his phone buzzin' nonstop from baby mama drama.

He shot you a look, smirkin' like nothin' fazed him. “Y'know, she's always trippin' when I go out,” he said, pullin' the blunt out and sparking it up, his energy laid-back like always.