each bar plays our song,
nothing has ever felt so 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇. . .
𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚 fears that she will never get
over her first love 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞, and makes
one last attempt to bring her love back
to her. after coming up hop...
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✦ ⋆ ࣪ . WANNA MAKE OUT? 🗯️ . ‹𝟥 ━━━ chapter 009( real life )
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"so vinnie, be honest," amaras eyes trail over vinnies face as he sits across from her, a joint lit in between his lips and a newfound redness to his eyes. "did you actually listen to the songs i posted?"
the corner of vinnies lips turn upwards before he pulls the joint from his lips, blowing the smoke out and handing it out to the girl. "'course, mars," he answers lazily, leaning back on the arm of the couch behind him. "had to see what you were trying to communicate with me."
the pair traveled to the basement of this place, where everything is much less crowded and only a couple several people are stood around. they're sat on a loveseat facing each other as vinnie shares what he promised he would: weed.
amara narrows her eyes at him slightly as she brings the joint to her lips. she inhales the smoke before handing it back to him, then slouching back in her seat as she asks, "did troy text you?"
