BAK JAYC
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JAYCEON stood by Footlocker in the mall. You had noticed him, he was cute and you were bold, youβd shoot your shot at anyone at anytime.
Shrugging, a smile on your face you walk over to him, unbeknownst to you that he was taken. But as soon as he looks up as sees you, "I gotta girl." In an uninterested tone.
His statement didnβt deter you, you just thought he was lying to get you away from him and you wouldnβt back down that quickly.
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