Lil Mabu
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It was after party for a celebration, he happened to meet you.
You both sat in a corner of the house your friend owned, the one who invited you over. Now you made a new one.
He made rap, everyone knew that. You, however, were softer. Indie was your thing.
"So like, what is this?" He asked, raising a brow. He tried his best to listen through his drunk state, the music in the background not helping. "It’s so . . ." He trailed off, thinking extra hard. "Like, playground themed."