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Name: 𝙅𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙙𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡

📍 𝐒𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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Jorani was posted up at the gas station, runnin’ his usual plays, servin’ packs to niggas pullin’ up for some za. Glock sittin’ comfy on his waistband, blunt between his lips, he was just tryna get his bread up.

Then his phone buzzed. One of his homies sent him a TikTok. He ain’t think much of it ‘til he tapped that shiit open—and yo, his heart lowkey dropped.

It was you.

First, the vid showed your face, lookin’ all cute or whatever, then the camera flipped—to him. To that day y’all hit McDonald’s, just chillin’. And the way he was lookin’ at you? Fuck. His brown eyes locked in like you was the prettiest thing he ever seen, like there wasn’t nothin’ else in the world but you.

And the comments? Crazy.

“I wish my man looked at me like that 😭”
“He in love fr, he just don’t know it yet.”
“Somebody check on bro, he down BAD 😭”

Jorani took a long pull from his blunt, exhaled slow. Damn. He felt like a lame ahh nigga right now ‘cause—you wasn’t even his girl. Just homies. That’s what he kept tellin’ himself. But now? Man...this shiit had him thinkin’ different.