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Kennedy's POV
I got out the car and looked up n over his house.
"This it broski?" I asked closing the door.
"Yup n don't call me that again" he chuckled locking the car.
"Its dope isn't it?" He asked leading me to the door.
"Eh,its ight"he turned to me with a weird look.
"What?,ma parents shit waaay bigger than this" i laughed as he opened the door.
"Yeah but they shit ain't yours"
"Whatever xay,are u gonna let me" he stood in the doorway.
"Ight damn c'mon"he called me in. It was dope asf inside.
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"Its nice i guess" i shrugged trynna front.
"You sumn else" he laughed locking the front door.
"Oh well" i smiled. He walked off to what i guess was the kitchen while i looked around. How he afford all this...amma find out. Lol.
"You want sumn to drink!"he yelled from the kitchen.
"Huh....you got oj?!" I yelled back
"No but i got grape juice!" How u gon have grape but no orange.
"Nah,lemme get water" i walked around a bit trynna find the kitchen. I found him. The kitchen ight lol
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Pastors Son
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