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sized 6 beaten up off-white Nikes slap against the dirty dark grey concrete pieces of rubbish casting harsh shadows due to the sun which had recently risen into the day sky.
The pavements damp look fading away at the heat produced by the bright yellow ball of fire in the blue sky.
A young black girl in her late teens holds a matching blue plastic bag with belongings she had bought a few moments ago placed within it.
It swings back and forth as she steps forward Into the world."Morning Mrs.Kahn" she waves to one of her many neighbours, carrying the groceries she had bought a few minutes before.
Smiling great fully, shouting "Morning darling" she waved, hanging out the freshly washed clothes on the clothing line that lived outside.
Skipping on Blakely walked toward the tall block of flats/apartments opening the weighed door for herself.
Once she had made it to the 6 floor. Blakely exited the dirty elevator decorated with graffiti of all kinds; Some she couldn't deny done by her.
Walking in the flat/apartment she shared with herself and two of her closest friends Blakely shouted out "I'm hommeeee!" Dramatically.
Slipping off the crocs she had been gifted for her 15th birthday. Blakely made her way to the kitchen which coincidentally her roommate's sat in, conversing over whatever.
"Honestly as much as a hoe Future is he still fine as fuck'" Kim spoke making Mya cackle shaking her head in agreement.
"right" she laughed, taking a gulp of her fruit punch KA.
Blakely laughed along lightly at the conversation topic, all the while packing away the few groceries she had grabbed from the store.
It seemed Kim had caught a glimpse at one of the many bags placed carefully upon the marble counters.
"yesss you got hardo bread." She says, snagging it out of her friends hands resulting in Blakely snatching it back."ummm, I think the fuck not I didn't go get this food from Goodie's for nothing." She said placing it into the cupboard before opening the bag which held a hot meal of chips/fries and chicken.
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INTERNATIONAL SHIT /// Pop Smoke FF
Fiksi PenggemarWhat happens when a small producer from the UK gets her beats stolen by a upcoming New York rapper under the name Pop Smoke POP SMOKE/BASHAR JACKSON (BWBM/BMBW) FF BY ANGELSNOTHOMEBITXH