Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
it's hard surviving violent crimes in chicago, when you hear bodies dropping every night.
My violent nights
in which.. kasani falls in love with her brother bestfriend..
in which.. kevin find interest in jake's little sister
☆
📍: Chicago, south side
coogie The morning air was crisp as I pedaled my bike through the neighborhood, greeting everyone I passed. "Mornin', Mrs. Johnson!" I called out to the elderly lady watering her garden.
" Good Morning" She waved back with a smile.
"Hey, Coogie!" some kids playing basketball yelled.
"What's good, lil' dudes!" I shouted back, popping a wheelie for good measure. They laughed and cheered as I rode on.
My bike was my freedom, a way to escape and just be myself.
I stopped at the corner store to grab a snack. Mr. Patel and his son, Raj, were behind the counter as usual. "Mornin', Mr. Patel. Raj, how y'all doin'?" I greeted them.
"Mornin', Coogie! The usual?" Mr. Patel asked with a grin.
"You know it," I replied, grabbing a bag of chips and a soda. "How's business?"
"Can't complain. How's school?" Raj asked.
"It's school," I said with a shrug. "Same ol'."
As I left the store, munching on my chips, I spotted Kasani walking towards school. She looked like she was deep in thought, her brows furrowed.
"Yo, Sani!" I called out, riding up to her.
She looked up and smiled. "Hey, C."
"What's good with you?" I asked, pulling out a five-dollar bill.
