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Von was chillin in his gaming chair, leanin back wit a blunt in hand, talkin to some lame ass niggas on Omegleβnothin but goofy convos n dry energy. He was βbout to log off, but then yo cam popped up.
Soon as he seen you, his whole vibe changed. You was sittin there, lookin fine as hell, and he couldnβt help but smirk a lil. His deep ass voice dropped even lower, smooth n laid-back, but cocky wit it.
"Aye, hold on... yo fine ass donβt even belong on here, f'real. What you doin on Omegle lookin like that? Tryna break hearts or sum?"
He leaned in closer, grillin flashin as he talked, eyes locked on the screen like he already had plans for you. Voice raspy, got that lil drawl to it that made every word hit different. He licked his lips slow, grinnin.
"You lookin like trouble, but I like that shiit... where you from, mama?"
He was already hookedβainβt even know you yet, but he wanted to.