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gang ~ fasting

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Curtis' House.
Tuesday, 1965.
09:34 a.m.

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"Y/n, you look really tired. Have you ate?"

"Hmm? Oh, I have to wait until around 6 p.m. to eat" I said, laying back down on the couch.

"What? Why?" Dally asked. "I'm in no mood to explain." I said. "Y/n, you gotta eat or you'll starve to death." Said Darry.

"No Dare, I can't eat until 6 p.m." I said, refusing the food he's handing to me. "Why? Are you feeling insecure? C'mon, Y/n. You're gorgeous the way you are." He said.

"Oh I know. I still have to wait." I said. "Can you please explain why? I'm starting to get very worried."

"Damn okay. I'm fasting." I said.

"What's fasting?" Pony asked. "I'm Muslim so, every year for a month we don't eat until around 6 p.m. and and then once we're done we have something like breakfast but at 3 a.m., it's called suhoor and once it's the first prayer of the day, that's when we're not allowed to eat. And that goes on for a month." I said.

"Why didn't you say you were Muslim?" Dallas asked. "You never asked." I said.

"God that's terrible. Not even drink?" Said Two-Bit. "Yes not even drink. Don't feel bad, I've done this my entire life. Well, not until I was 7 years old." I said.

"So you can't eat until 6 p.m.?" Said Dallas. "Yes Dal, astaghfirullah." I mumbled.

"What if you eat anyway?" Johnny asked. "Well if it's by accident, it's okay. If it's on purpose, I sin." I said.

"I wanna try that. I won't eat until 6. Starting now." Said Steve. "Hey I wanna try too." Said Soda.

"Sure you can try. No drinking or eating until 6. You think you can do that?" I said. "Oh how hard would it be? If you can do it, so can we." Said Steve.

"Okay then. We'll see." I said

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Hello, in this story you're Muslim, fasting on Ramadhan. I'm Muslim and I thought maybe to make a story. I hope this doesn't offend anyone in any way. If it does, I apologize. I just thought it'd be a cool story.

Anyways, enjoy :)