ⅰv. 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝

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✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐌, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 ➝ 𝟓 / 𝟐 / 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 ✿

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✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐌, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 ➝ 𝟓 / 𝟐 / 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐



NIA ENJOYED BEING AT DD AND NOTTI'S HOUSE. it was second to only her bedroom. the home was hectic, a steep change from her home which managed to be quiet whenever nia's music wasn't playing due to her being the only person home nowadays, but she enjoyed the liveliness. it reminded her of better times. NOTTI wasn't home, it was just NIA and DD.

 nia was sprawled out on dd's bed, where she usually was whenever she was there. she laid on her stomach with her feet in the air and phone in front of her. she wasn't dolled up by any means― with matching green pretty little thing sweatpants and hoodie with her hair in a bun and no socks on, she was relaxed. dd was sitting in a spinny chair while smoking a blunt. nia had gotten used to the smell of weed a while ago. when her brother began coming home smelling loud as hell, she began to catch on quickly. she wasn't the biggest fan of the odor but she tolerated it.

"niaaaaaaa," dd called out from his spot across the room. his eyes were low and red. she didn't look up from her phone and hummed an mhm in response. "come sit wit' me." he looked up from the blunt. "i'm not tryna' get up right now, dd." she responded, sinking farther into the memory foam mattress. she understood why he was always taking naps, his bed was amazing.

 "but i'm not tryna' get up either and i miss you." he complained. her heart skipped a beat but she ignored it, blaming it on secondhand smoke. he didn't realize what he was saying as he said it, he just spoke.

"dd, i'm not getting up, your bed too comfy. just come over here." she responded, ignoring the last part of his sentence. she moved her and into a waving gesture and he begrudgingly stood up and walked over to his bed.

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