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Brooklyn Monáe Banks| Brook
📍STL – MO📍

Brooklyn Monáe Banks| Brook📍STL – MO📍

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"I wish humans could have dreams with each other." I spoke, taking a hit from the blunt, as Seven continued driving. "Like multi-playing dreaming."

We just left from the hibachi spot, and everything went good, it was all good talks and laughs. Everyone overall enjoyed themselves.

Seven and I were now riding around the town.

The orange colored streetlights beamed down onto the streets, since it was almost dark outside. We were just listening to music and talking to each other.

Everything was felt like an euphoria really.

"Like on some Call of Duty, Fortnite, type shit?" Seven asked.

"Mhm." I nodded, feeling my body begin to feel as it was moving in slow motion—from my high kicking in.

I enjoyed the feeling while Seven kept driving to the location that was still unknown.

"C'mon." Seven put the car in park and removed the keys from the ignition.

"Lil boy, where are we at?" I looked around at the place that looked like no where.

I only seen a lake and some trees around.

"Lil boy? You crazy." He responded, taking a blanket from out of the backseat along with other things that I couldn't see.

"But, a lake shorty." He answered.

"For?"

"You gone see, girl. C'mon." He took my hand and opened the door to the passenger side.

I followed him as he led us to the sitting area in front of the lake. First, he put the blanket down on the ground for us.

"Sit down." He signaled for me to come over and sit down next to him, which is exactly what I did.

"We gone talk or sum?" I asked, since his eyes were concentrated on the lake and he was completely silent.

"That's why I brought you here." He took some Hot Fries and gummy Lifesavers from out his hoodie pocket and them to me.

"Not even gone lie, no bev is crazy." I joked.

"Shutcho ass up." He laughed, then handed me a bottle of strawberry lemonade.

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