Chillin at yo place wit Dd, yo bestfriend, the vibe was just right. The kitchen was yall chill zone for the day, wit sunlight filtering through the blinds, casting lazy shadows over yall. You was perched on the counter, legs swingin casually, while he leaned against the counter opposite you, the relaxed atmosphere between yall thick wit tension & the faint scent of incense burning somewhere in the livin room.

The laughter between yall was easy, the kind that comes from years of shared jokes & inside stories. Every so often, he'd catch yoy wit a joke so left field it had you snorting in surprise, shakin yo head at his wild imagination.

"Yo, you got a lighter?" He asked, his voice cutting through yall laughter as he prepared to light up another one of those hand-rolled blunts.

@𝐕𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐋