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AIYANA SAMORA DELANEY07/14/24

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AIYANA SAMORA DELANEY
07/14/24. 📍 • osama residence, park, skating rink, marie's house




















as they approach their friends, aiyana feels a wave of relief wash over her at the sight of everyone gathering around

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as they approach their friends, aiyana feels a wave of relief wash over her at the sight of everyone gathering around. navia and dd try their best to explain the meaning of 'jackin' to isabella, who listens intently while perched on amari's shoulders, holding notti's hand. the scene is chaotic, and aiyana struggles to maintain her composure as she feels the gaze of a certain someone burning into her back.

"y'all we finna drop bella off." aiyana tells everyone, attempting to take isabella off of amari's shoulders. "yana ima sock yo ass, MOVE!" amari pushes aiyana's arm away. "i wanna drive!" notti says as they all walk back to the house.

as dd runs into the house to grab isabella's bag, aiyana turns to look at ddot, her eyes narrowing slightly. the tension from earlier still hangs in the air, and she can't help but feel a pang of irritation at his carefree demeanor. notti puts isabella in her carseat. "navi we finna sit with bella." aiyana speaks, climbing in the backseat. notti gets in the drivers seat, amari getting in the passenger seat. dd comes out the house, putting isabella's bag in the trunk. navia climbs in the back with aiyana. when dd closes the trunk, him and ddot get in the second backseat.

ddot tries to make eye contact with aiyana as he gets into the back seat, a small smile on his lips. he notices aiyana's attempt to avoid his gaze, her expression a mix of irritation and determination.

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