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“Damn, I’m sorry to hear that cause them shits be good as hell. I can’t eat em’ too often but I know this spot that has em already sliced, you’ll probably be able to fuck wit’ those.” The male said with a bright smile on his face. “That sounds hella’ good, I might have to try that next time. Imma’ pay for your funnel cake, aight?”
“On god, no matter where I go I always gotta grab a candy apple and a funnel cake. Them shits just be hittin’ especially when you high.” Syire voiced as he walked around the amusement park with his candy apple in hand making his way over to the nearest spot selling funnel cakes. “Aye, lemme’ get a funnel cake with strawberry toppings. What you getting?” He asked the person standing behind him.
quit bein a hoe
How you figure imma’ hoe?
I’ll risk it all for y’all too lmao.
SEND NUMBERS!
Did y’all die? I…
I miss anything? Anybody tryna grab sum’ to eat?
lemme’ get a couple anons, im’s open too.
you eat ass?
yea’ most def.
which one of these bitches you fuckin
I would neva’ fuck and tell.
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Syire reached out to grab Dominique out of the male’s grip but failed to do it before the guy pushed her into the water. Everything around the male seemingly stopped once he noticed the guy was reaching for his gun. Syire took a deep breath knowing he wouldn’t be able to get away in time, the male moved as quickly as he could but still managed to get popped in the shoulder. “Fuck!” the male exclaimed holding onto his shoulder as he rushed into the male before he could fire again pushing him off the boat with all the strength he had left. "Ayy, Somebody fuckin' help Dom!"
“Hollywood? Never that, shorty. You wildin’ like I ain’t just see yo’ ass yesterday. I promise I ain’t never seen nobody flex as bad as you. I’m coo’ though, ain’t finna’ complain just tryna stop being so antisocial.” The male said just before he heard the gunshot and his eyes widened seeing the person grabbing at Dominique’s leg. Without hesitation, Syire kicked the person in the face with his timbs trying to force him to let her go. “Say bitch, fuck is you doin’? Let her leg go.”
“Niggas tweakin’ I see, fuck goin’ on?” The male asked as he looked around after feeling the boat crash sucking his teeth. “Sum’ told me to stay my ass off here but I decided to pop out and look what happens. You good?” He asked the female grabbing ahold of her hand once he heard gun shots. “Get down.”
wow, ain’t this a bitch.
Syire headed straight for the bar without hesitation which was something that had become routine for him at every event. The male had been feeling extremely antisocial lately and he couldn’t pinpoint why but he hoped the vacation would help. Ordering a drink, the male leaned up against the counter top until it was done just before finding a spot to stand a good distance away from the crowd of people on the yacht. Deciding to try and be social he looked toward the person closest to him and spoke softly. "Enjoying yourself?"
“Yeah I’ll be there, I love yacht parties shit be mad lit plus the view is always dope as hell. I ain’t got shit else planned anyway. You know if there’s a certain attire or some shit?”
