☼"fuck, shit! that was dope"☼ ⋆contains some violence, a shitload of cussing, drinking, smoking, and mayyybe some smut⋆
"Ima call you scout," The mixed boy with curly hair told me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Why scout?" I asked, looking at him. "Because you always scouting and pointing shit out," He said with a goofy smile. |This story includes inappropriate language, sex, and drugs. If this isn't your cup of tea then don't rea...
