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The drive back to wherever we were going was just quiet.
Nobody has said a word.
I don't even know where we are going.
Turning on my phone I unlocked it deciding to browse through Instagram.
Checking The shade room to see the latest drama, I liked a couple post then went back on my main feed.
Pausing when I saw a catchy post I zoomed in on it "For a Law student I do break the Law's".
Chucking at the post I shared it to my story.
Not a law student yet but I'm counting down the months.
Law has always been something I'm passionate about, helping others, learning about the laws and different jurisdictions.
When I was a child I used to pretend to be a Judge and yell guilty or innocent randomly around the house.
Now look at me actively, well partially engaging in crime.
Talk about a conflict of interest.
Hearing a notification pop up I checked it immediately.
Javani: U good?
Oh so a now him a ask me if me good me deven know if me good me deven know wah gawn
At this point me juss a live.
Sending a sticker, I exit his chat and open Sam's.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~messages between Sam and Brook~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Brooklyn; "Wah we run way"?
Seeing her start typing immediately I smiled.
Sam: Girl me too old fi dat dem nah go look fi we.
Chickling lowly I sent another message.
Brooklyn: "All dat to, u good wah gawn?
Sam "Feel like me a go through depression, but otherwise me good".
"Wah you mean wah do you".
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