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➪ 𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙳𝚈'𝚂 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙱𝟺:𝟶𝟶𝙿𝙼
Kennedy sent a car to pick me up from the airport, then brought me to her crib.
I've been here for some hours while she stepped out, I took a shower, unpacked a lil bit in the guest room before heading downstairs to go get something to eat.
I made myself a sandwich and sat at her island on my phone.
The front door opened as multiple voices filled the room. The kitchen shades, were moved aside as I came face to face with some unfamiliar faces.
"Ken who're they?" I asked her as she sat beside me at the island. "My friends, that worked with me back at Illusions. That's Latto." She pointed to the light skinned girl, with her naturally curly hair out, while wearing a pink tracksuit.
She just waved at me, "That's my girl Fallon," she then pointed to a dark skinned girl, who's wearing a crop top and these low rise jeans. She's pretty as hell.
"Lastly, that's Trix." She then pointed to the last girl. She had cornrows in her head, while wearing a purple and blue two piece set. It looked good on her.
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Short Story𝐋𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡, 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐌𝐀𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 |