the search

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The next morning, Bladee rolled over and saw Carti still there, sleeping soundly. Trying to not disturb him, he quietly crawled out of bed and threw on some clothes from the closet. I hope whoever these clothes belong to doesn't mind me borrowing them for today, he thought.

Wait. This is Lean's house, which means this is Lean's closet, which means these are probably his clothes.

Shit. He forgot all about his best friend.

He dashed downstairs, hoping to find Jonatan somewhere down there. There were people passed out on the couch, the floor, even the lawn. Empty beer bottles and red Solo cups littered the ground, and the smell of weed filled the air. Just a normal Tuesday.

But he couldn't think about the mess right now. Bladee had to find his buddy.

Searching the entire house top to bottom, he still couldn't find Yung Lean. After looking in every room in the house, he realized there was only one room he never bothered to check.

The room he and Carti had spent last night together.

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