𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒| 𝐘𝐁

𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈

| HOW LOVE WORKS |

KENNEDY A. STEPHENS|

"Soo.." I said to Kentrell as I got off the phone with Brooklyn.

"What's on your mind? Hmm?" I asked Kentrell as he stared off while lighting his blunt.

"Nun right now." He simply replied making me mentally frown.

"Nun, meeting quando at the club later." He simply said after he threw his body back to relax.

"When you getting ur exam scores?" He asked.

"July 28th." I replied with a sigh.

"I heard everybody stress ova' them test." Kentrell laughed.

"If only you knew, I could study all day long and still fail." I replied as we both laughed.

"I think you did good." He said and I smiled

"I hope so." And he returned the smile.

"I got all these people in my dm." I said lowly as I looked through my Instagram.

"Lemme read this." Kentrell smiled and I shook my head as he took my phone.

I sat in the bad, with my legs crossed as Kentrell sat on the chair in the end.

"Hold this for me." He said pass me the blunt. I held it and looked at it as it burned.

"What do you guys find in smoking this?" I asked while smelling the smoke.

"Take a hit." He smiled while looking over at me.

"Like when you hit it, inhale it." He explained and I looked at him scared.

"What am I going to feel?" I asked hesitating.

"Nun with that small hit." He laughed.

I brought it to my lips and inhaled it before blowing it out.

"Now when you inhale it let it slip your lips as you inhale it through your nose." He explained.

I waited a few seconds before taking another hit. I did as he explained and it flowed through my nose.

"You smoked before?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Clearly not." I replied.

"Here." I said handing Kentrell the blunt making him laugh.

He walked over at took it, sitting on the bed besides me.

He took a hit as he scrolled through my twitter, stopping at the Verified accounts.

"Bitch ass boa." He mumbled and I looked at the tweet message.