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𝐀 𝐑 𝐌 𝐀 𝐍 𝐈 ❛❛ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 ❜❜
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Dayvon Daquan Bennett Friday, June 3, 2016 Parkway Gardens ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
DAYVON walked into the trap where his friends were waiting on him. He had just gotten released from prison after serving his 18 month sentence.
After meeting Armani last month, that's all he could think about.
"Folks finally home." T-roy greeted Von with a smile, dapping him up. Von returned the smile before greeting everyone else in the room.
"Where lil sis at?" Von asked referring to Durk's on and off girlfriend, India.
Durk shrugged before hitting his blunt. He passed it to Von before leaning back on the couch. "Who was that shorty you was telling me about?"
Von blew smoke out of his mouth before passing the blunt to Muwop. "Oh yeah. Y'all niggas know Armani?"
"Who, Luh meechie daughter? Yeah, she a fucking demon." Booka shook his head.
"Why you say that?" Von asked, intrigued by this. That word was usually used to describe Dayvon himself.
"Foe, one time her friend tried to set her up and Armani put that bitch in a dog cage for three days before killing her." Muwop explained.
"Yeah, I seen lil folks throw a nigga out the fifth story window one time. A nigga was just tryna get some pussy after school and shit." T-Roy added on.
Von busted out laughing at the stories "Nah g, ha ass tweakin', on foenem. I ain't even that bad."
