A/N: zay'vion birthday has changed. mainly because i realized i did a time jump when i wasn't suppose to lol.
his new birthday is august first. :)LOCATION: BALTIMORE, MARYLAND
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DATE: SATURDAY, JULY 20TH
TIME: 12:01 p.m"OKAY, NOW DRAW A ROSE." Sekani says, his head in his hands as his elbows were propped on the counter as him and Samaria sat the kitchen island. His eyes were focused on her as her drawing equipment was scattered across the table — a smile on his face.
The two teens were sitting in the kitchen by themselves, Samaria being the first one in there since she felt like drawing. Only for Sekani to walk in a few minutes later, sitting down next to her as he watched her draw whatever came to mind.
Feeling bored, she asked him to give her things she could draw so she could challenge herself on her drawing abilities. To which he accepted, giving her small things to draw which only resulted in her sketching the images within five minutes.
"That's so easy, give me something harder." She said, a smile on her face as well as she mimicked the same position as him, except one of her hands was holding a pencil as she hovered it over the paper.
"Hm, alright." He thought about it for a moment. "You ever drew an astronaut?"
"That's so random." She laughs, "Where do you get that from?"
Sekani shrugs his shoulders, "Randomly thought about it."
Keyontae walks inside the living room, a full outfit on as he walked towards the door — Marion and Kimora following behind him as well as they all headed towards the front door.
"Ight y'all." Keyontae says, making himself known, despite the fact that everyone already had their eyes fixated on the three of them. "We'll be back, don't go anywhere."
Zay'vion sat up from the couch, the game that him and Jayden were playing now on pause as he turned to look at Keyontae with a confused look. "Where y'all going? I thought you said we all had to stay inside."
The twitch in Keyontae's eye threatened to make itself known, only for him to fight it off as he dropped his head, a smile on his face as he tried to recollect his thoughts only to look up, letting out a seething; "Who's the adult here, you or me?"
Holding his hands up in defense, he mumbled out, "I was just asking."
"Do yourself a favor and start listening. Maybe you wouldn't have got your ass whooped like you did."
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