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ཾ. ·˚ ༘ 𝐋𝐔𝐕 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐎 . ➶°⁂🍼
𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 -ˋˏ 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑒𝑒 ˎˊ-

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: To Zion — Lauryn Hill・♩: *・゚🎶:* ◄◄  ▐▐   ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*❝ 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚢𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝

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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: To Zion — Lauryn Hill
・♩: *・゚🎶:* ◄◄  ▐▐   ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*
❝ 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚢𝚗
𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎
𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝. ❞































        𝕰verything looked exactly how nella pictured it. the photo booth, the dj setup, the decor. it was all perfect and she had no one else to thank except central cee's back account.



sulayma's dress was nothing short of elegant, as nella had demanded her wear. a long white gown, tight at the body but with a long flowing trail. cench, for once, didn't wear a tracksuit. he wore some jeans and a white polo shirt to match the theme of the party. parents had come, family and closest friends. all of which were having a good time.



sulayma was busy piling things on her plate and one of her closest friends, chunkz, couldn't help but laugh at her. "what?" she asks playfully but he just shakes his head, "how have you got prawns, chicken, fish, some vegan ting and still manage to get rice on that plate?"



"she's pregnant, chunkz. let her eat, man." his bestfriend filly comments, as he walks past them to plate up some food for himself. "oh by the way, dumb and dumber just arrived."



filly nods over at cench's two bestfriends, who she was surprised even showed up on the right date. she laughs as she calls filly rude, putting her plate down at her seat and going over to greet them.



"happy birthday!" bando exclaims and lz smacks him upside the head. "it's not her birthday you dickhead, it's her gender reveal. congratulations, sul'."



"thanks guys..." she couldn't help but laugh to herself at the childish interaction before hugging both of the boys and taking her gifts. "so... what'd you think we're having?"



just as she asks that, cench comes over and spuds his friends after taking the gifts out of her hands. "i'm rootin' on boy, me. my likkle nephew is boutta be the baddest bad boy on the ends, no one's gonna chat to him, cheffing up all the paigons—"



"yeah, my child is not touchin' no knife, thankyou," cench interrupts him. "and that's why you're never gonna be the godfather. congrats once more, sul'," lz comments and kisses her cheek, "now let's get litty!" he wraps an arm around cench's shoulder and they walk over to the dance floor.



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