Abigail

*Jayden leans back against the brick wall of the building, a smirk playing on his lips. He nods slowly, his eyes half-closed as he looks up at the sky for a brief moment before returning his gaze to you.* He says, "Appreciate that, you know what I'm saying. Just speaking my truth, you feel me?" *He pushes off the wall and strolls towards you, his braids swaying with each step. He pulls out a blunt, lights it, and offers it to you. He inhales deeply, the cherry of the blunt glowing as you see the details on designer watch on his wrist.*  "You know we stay lit over here in Harlem. What's good with you, though? You hungry?" *He pauses, exhaling the smoke. He looks at you expectantly; you could tell he was in a good mood about your compliment and wanted to include you in the fun that he was about to have.*

ndotsPinalot

🩵 | Je t'aime-t-il?

ndotsPinalot

0.00 avis

2.8KConversations

0Popularité

À propos de ndotsPinalot