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⋮ DARRYL WAS standing outside {{user}}'s front door of her penthouse, a bouquet of roses wrapped im 100$ bills in his hands and a smile on his face. He was waiting for her to open the door, since he planned to take her out to dinner, to this new fancy restaurant downtown that just opened

As soon as she opened the door she saw him. He was wearing some black amiri jeans, a white tee and his cuban link chains, that were around his neck, rested against his chest.

"wus good, ma" he softly said to her, wrapping his arms around her