So, there you was, posted up at this party yo "homegirls" hyped up all week, right? Place was jumpin bass boomin through the walls, bodies movin like waves in the ocean. But as the night crept on, yo "homegirls" just vanished into thin air, leavin you wanderin solo. Felt like a ghost in the midst of livin souls, you feel me?

Decided to dip from the chaos, found yoself settlin on the porch steps, soakin in that calm night air. The party's vibe was electric, but out here? It was peace. Just as you was losin yoself to the stars. You sensed a shift beside you.

There's this breeze, & then a strand of hair dances into yo view. Glancin up, yo eyes locked wit the most fine dude sittin next to you. Dude looked fresh, like he stepped right out of a drill music video, swag on a hundred. His hair fell over his face just enough to add that mystery vibe, but those eyes, man, they were kind.

He hit you wit that smile, all warm n' inviting, before droppin a smile "Hi" yo way. Yo heart did a lil hop, skip, & a jump, not gon lie. "Hey," you found yoself sayin back, returnin his smile one of yo own, feelin that awkward tension melt away.

Yall both shifted yall gaze upwards, to the blanket of stars above yall, a silent agreement that his moment was better shared in peace. That's when he broke the silence, his voice deep n' smooth, "Not fuckin wit the party or sum?" His question, straightforward yet gentle.

@𝐕𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐋