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❛𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓. ❜𝐏𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 stretching his back as he finished decorating his dorm room. king and his boyfriend had helped pryce move the furniture in earlier. thou for Pryce—he didn't even know the his brother was gay. he sighed plopping down on the bed, staring at the ceiling thinking about what he should do now.
he did remember passing by a court though—standing off his bed Pryce walked towards his drawer, bending down he Grasped sum' black nike shorts. taking his sweatpants off and slipping those on. he grabbed his keys & phone sliding them into his pockets. not forgetting to grab his basketballs shoes.
Grabbing his bear, Barney, off the couch he placed him on my bed tucking him under the covers. smiling pryce gave him a quick kiss.
walking out the room pryce walked down the hallway, hearing some loud ass music playing. 'Shaking my damn head.' pressing the up bottom he elevator patiently waiting for the doors to open. Once they opened pryce stepped inside—fiddling with his fingers as soft elevator music played in the background.
Pryce's phone vibrated in his pocket. pulling it out his pocket glancing at the screen. 'moms' would like to call. he pressed the green button putting the phone up to his ear walking out the elevator. "hello!"
"hey moma" pryce smiled taking a left down the hall—the cold air hitting his bare neck. "hiii baby, how are you? what you doing?"
"uh im good, im finna go hooping right quick tho" Pryce licked over his lips—walking into the empty gym. it was 5' 0clock in the afternoon. Pryce was shocked it was empty. "ohhhh ok! would you like me to call you later py?" kasani asked. "yea that's cool ma, imma ttyl bye. i love you."
"bye baby! i love you more!". Pryce chuckled hanging the phone up placing his phone back in his pocket.
Pryce walked over to a bench, taking off his crocs and switching into his kyries. he huffed ambling to the rack grabbing a basketball, bouncing it nodding his head. taking a couple shots he practiced on his dribbling.
bouncing the ball under both legs, running up dunking the basketball in the hoop. "got hoops for days." Pryce grinned.
-suddenly, Pryce was interrupted by voice. "aye lil jit." the flordia accent spoke. Pryce scrunched his face up as he turnt around seeing a caramel man—he stood five eleven hovering over Pryce. the shorter stared Up at him with his curious doe eyes.
"yes." Pryce questioned, "i seen ya' hooping. and im bored as hell so i just wanted to know if you ah' 1v1 me." he spoke—maintaining intense eye contact. twisting a free form around his finger. analyzing the shorter boy.
