Tyler's POV
I was chilling with my niggas in the shop. Everyone was here, except for Frank of course. This nigga don't really be around anymore. We saw some fine ass chicks walk in store. We all hopped out our seats, we walked out too assist them. "can i help you?" i said too one chick. "sure, where are your Golf shirts?" she said. "over there" i said pointing too the hats. She walked over, and followed her, all creeper and shit. "so uh, your really beautiful." i said and scratched the back of my neck. "thanks," she said and smiled, then looked through the shirts. "you too, i mean. Like handsome, or whatever." she said and laughed. "well uh, how old are you?" i said. "i'm 19" she said. "Your too Fucking Yoounggg" i sang. "aha hush, i'ma adult anyway." she said. "so. Still young." i said. "go somewhere," she said and laughed. "soo uh, can we get too know each other more?" i said. "sure, tommrow at Fat Burger?" she said. "hell yeah, 12:30?" i said. "sure, see ya nigga." she said and payed for her shit and she left with her friends.
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Odd Future Imagines
RandomA big book of one shots/imagines about the members of Odd Future. If you have any requests, feel free to message me. :)
