second white man of the book 😔 y'all hear them shackles? don't let me see chris evans , i will never recover
and no, i didn't forget a title. yes, i named it '???' on purpose
anyway enjoy, lowercase intended and ignore mistakes. vote and comment
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london's pov
-imagine is based off the complex video , link in mm . some answers are skipped and changed.
"quiet on the set, camera speed. go ahead." jack spoke.
"uh, welcome to goat talk. this is jack harlow, and i'm here to check in, thank you." i followed, we didn't know what we're doing, just here to have fun.
"tell em your name-you said jack-tell em your name."
"ahhh, lovely london."
"goat talk, jack harlow and lovely london."
"well, let's do it one more time. i love how you did it just start-" the director told us after we finished.
"say your own fucking name, right?" i said as we laughed at our foolishness.
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"goat pickup line?" i asked the first question.
"i'll tell you what works for me, i just hit them with the i look at you like a sister." jack answered.
"you did that bullshit with me, and it did not work."
"look at us now, it worked."
"we not together tho-."
"shhhh." he put his fingers over my lips and i lightly smacked them away.
"works everytime, what would be yours though?"
"the look gives it all. just hit them with the eyes and the smile, never misses." i looked over at jack, "i dare you to say it misses like you don't be on me everyday"
"shit be missing. it don't miss on me , but it don't need to make it other people."
"shut up, you ugly."
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