✧;── 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ──; ✧ white mode. font times new roman. smallest font size
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𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙁 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿
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⋆ ╤╤╤ ✯ ╤╤╤ ⋆ ┊┊┊┊✧ ┊┊ ┊┊⋆┊┊ ☪︎ ┊✭ ┊ ┊ ✯ ┊ ✧ ✵
"𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆?"
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𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 have passed, the young adolescents enjoying each other's company, laughs errupting from the empty store, the group talking about everything and nothing at the very same time. the sound of their favorite rap songs playing in the background, they were living their very best lives; no drama, no annoying customers, just great vibes with great people.
delaney was slowly but surely dozing off. she was recovering from her long high and the gigantic hangover caused by the amount of molly mixed with her mothers vodka that she had consumed the night before.
her eye bags were very apparent since the girl had barely slept, she wasn't planning on getting high the previous night but her mother had single handedly managed to ruin her mood in the time span of ten minutes by leaving the stove on and nearly burning down their small home and the home of the other people living in the same building as them while under the influence.
