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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"We ain't in no rush, girl, it's just us, girl. Let me know what's up, girl, wassup girl. 'Cause I'm tryna slow it down, beat it up, go down, eat it up." APRYL STAYED TO herself on the couch as Chris Brown's voice teemed the living room of the house. The crowd of guests seem to be enjoying their evening there, but she couldn't find herself to do the same - not seeing a familiar face took the thrill from the night.

Apryl twisted her lips to the side as her legs remained crossed and her cup sat propped up on her knee. She glanced around, taking notice of the wide smile over her sister's face as Livan talked to her. She decided to remove her phone from her bomber jacket's pocket and scrolled through her iMessages after unlocking the sleeping screen. She had a few blue dots of unread messages, but not seeing a new one from a special recipient, she rejected the effort of replying to everyone else.

She took a sip of her orange fanta with ice, slowly. She also begin to wonder what he could've possibly been doing, what had him so busy.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ KIELCE LEANED HIS head upward and back against the passenger seat as he perked his lips in a circular form

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ KIELCE LEANED HIS head upward and back against the passenger seat as he perked his lips in a circular form. Greyish white smoke passed through his lips. The vehicle was beginning to fog from the two's smoke session as many would refer to as a 'hot box'. He chuckled to himself as Amos relit his own blunt, watching the flame continually spark.

"Haven't had no blunt in too damn long,for real." Kielce admitted as he took another hit from his personal blunt, looking to his left at his cousin. Amos shook his head then nodded, chortling beneath his breath.

"You ain't lying, I ain't either." The blunt wouldn't catch flame for some reason. He gave up with a shake to his head and laid the blunt in the cup holder of the truck. Just as he did, there was a knock on his window. Amos rotated his neck to his left and pressed downward on the button, watching the window roll down slowly.

Bebe stood there and smoke overflowed out the automobile like water. She coughed to a small degree, furrowing her brows. "Wow, you're high as hell, aren't you?" She rhetorically asked, the obvious being seen from his reddish eyes and dilated pupils. Amos smiled toothy then motioned his head upward.

"What's up?"

"I had to make a quick run, you mind watching them for a moment? It'll be quick." Bebe beseeched, her eyes glancing towards the house shortly.

Amos took a short moment to think as he took a look at Kielce who was drilling his blunt in the ground as he'd open his door and leaned downward then up to Bebe's house. He automatically knew she was pertaining to her siblings, but he had nothing but love for them all. He nodded and answered, "Yeah, we got you."

Thankful for his loyalty, Bebe displayed a closed-mouth smile. "We?" Kielce butted in, questioning what he'd be included in. Amos leaned into the seat and tilted his head against the cushioning. "Just going to watch her brothers and sisters for a little while. They ain't that bad."

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