- «LOVE IS A GENTLE THING,
YOURS IS THICKER THEN A
VELVET RING.»
- big theif
COCOA WAS IN HER ROOM, having a meditation session.
She was in a meditation position as she sat on her dark blue yoga mat, Cocoa took a deep breath in as she put a manifestation subliminal.
She suddenly got a notification on her phone, she opened on eyes, before pausing the subliminal and stood up, walking over to her phone, looking at the message.
'Can i come over? At 10 pm?' She saw a text from Hawk, she smiled as she slightly bit her lip.
'Yeah' She texted.
She put her phone down, smiling as she tied her curly hair up, skipping over to her mat, sitting back down and unpausing the subliminal, turning off the lights and putting her LED lights in rainbow mode before closing her eyes and meditating again.
Cocoa was stretching with Miguel as Mr. Kreese told stories to Aisha and Hawk.
Cocoa didn't really believe him, why would she? She barely knew him, so she wasn't gonna believe him, she had no reason to.
"You gotta understand, that Mogadishu in the '90s was a hellhole, warlords controlled whole swaths in the city, my team and i were charged with cleaning the place up." Mr. Kreese spoke, Cocoa rolled her eyes with Miguel, continuing to stretch.
"How many warlords did you kill?" Hawk asked, slightly grinning in surprise and amusement.
"You keep track of every ant you stomp out?" He spoke, Cocoa scoffed.
Miguel scoffed along with Cocoa as Aisha spoke, "Woah," She silently exclaimed.
"Badass." Hawk spoke, smiling.
He continued to tell stories, Cocoa ignored him in the spilts, her fingertips touching her toes as her long, curly hair covered her face.
"They were outgunned, we were outmanned, I tell you... Rwanda was no joke." He spoke, Cocoa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she stretched while Miguel stood up.
"Don't you mean Somalia?" He spoke.
"Mogadishu is in Somalia, Rwanda's a whole different country." Cocoa spoke, starting to stand up as she stared at the man in confusion.
Mr. Kreese stared at the duo, before turning back to Aisha and Hawk. "Of course, Somalia," He spoke before chuckling, "I spent so much time in the sandbox, it all kind of bleeds together." He spoke, Cocoa shook her head, rolling her eyes.
"Listen up!" She heard Sensei Lawrence yell, she turned, staring at the man.
"I see we've got some new recruits." He spoke, the students started to murmur among themselves as Cocoa just wanted to get this over with.
"Everybody, fall in! In neat rows and lines." Sensei Lawrence yelled, Cocoa immediately stood next to Aisha, her hands behind her back.
"Time to see what you're made of." He spoke.
He walked around the students, looking at the new recruits.
Cocoa's eyes made her way to the grown man, her eyes narrowed in confusion, isn't this class supposed to be for teenagers?
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𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐈 ✹ eli moskowitz
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