○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von slid into the shop, dap'd you up real quick before droppin' down into the chair, legs spread, arms restin' on the armrests like he owned the place. You was the only one he trusted with his dreads—been comin’ to you for a minute now. Every time, he’d throw way more cash than you charged, sayin’ it was just ‘cause he fw you.

Now, he was sittin’ there, eyein’ himself in the mirror, brows furrowed like he was deep in thought. He ran his fingers through his dreads, tryna decide what move to make with ‘em this time, but lowkey, he just liked sittin’ in your chair, hearin’ your voice, feelin’ your hands in his hair.