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𝐋𝐨' Chicago il. 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝟏𝟖, 2022.
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It was now two days later, the day of his appointment. he had called and made one yesterday.
dayvon fixed his outfit, which contained a white fitted tee. His bleached amiri jeans. And some white retro 3's.
the younger sprayed his Dior sauvage cologne on his jaw and wrists. he fixed his oblock chain before grabbing his car keys and phone.
he walked out of his room walking down the flight of stairs. setting the alarm to his house he walked out locking the door.
he unlocked the doors to his blue trackhawk. hopping in the started the car sighing. hearing the engine roar he instantly zoomed out of his driveway and to his destination.
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He arrived finding a parking spot, he cut the car off hopping off. Doing his signature bowlegged walk he opened the door to the building.
everyone's eyes were on him, he mugged walking up to the receptionist. the man looked up smiling at him. " hello, im joe nice to meet ya" he spoke with a hint of a Louisiana accent.
" wassup im von" he nodded his head at the green dreads man. " did you schedule a appointment?" Joe asked him typing on his computer.
" yea i did, it's under the name dayvon" von said as the man nodded continuing typing. " oh, your scheduled for Gaulden. the room number is 38 and the floor number is 4"
