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Chapter 2: Where Taevin Questions His Future — Nobody gets me like you Only like myself when I'm with you
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✮August 2nd, 2022✮ HARLEM, NY
THE SUN BLAZED down on Taevin, making beads of sweat trickle down his body. The scorching heat was relentless, as if it was determined to melt him away. Frustration gnawed at him, an annoyance that seemed to intensify with every passing moment. Despite the relentless discomfort of the scorching heat, Taevin's thoughts lingered on Ka'oir, who he knew was busy. Determined to use the day productively, he decided to earn some extra money.
"Preciateit," Taevin said, exchanging the drugs for the money before walking down the block. The day felt different—slow, devoid of the usual busyness of the streets. Usually, you'd hear kids laughing and playing, music playing, and see older men shooting dice. But the streets seemed emptier than usual.
The usual spots where people gathered were kind of empty. It felt odd, as if time was frozen. Taevin couldn't shake the feeling like the day was dragging on.
"Man, I'm ready to go the fuck in the house," Taevin shook his head, sighing, as he took a seat on the stoop of a deli, taking his phone out his pocket.
