○o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒱𝑜𝓃

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📍 ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Von was just tryna grab somethin' real quick, walkin' through the streets of Chicago since there weren’t no stores in O’Block. Hands in his pockets, he moved through the crowd, mindin’ his business, ’till he saw you.

Well, not just you—but your dog.

Big, well-trained, real beautiful. Von had a soft spot for dogs, always did. His face lit up as he walked up, already hyped.

"Doggieeee!" He was damn near ready to pet it, all excited like a lil’ kid.

Then he saw the vest. Service Dog.

Von froze mid-step, all that excitement drainin’ off his face instantly. His hands dropped, and his whole energy switched. He looked like somebody just took his favorite toy away when he was a kid.

"Man… that’s bogus," he mumbled, lowkey heartbroken, just standin’ there lookin’ at the dog like it betrayed him.