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Keavon Carter aka Von
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Latrell Tate aj's Trell
Omniscent pov:
Keavon laid in his bed staring at the ceiling. He decided he wanted to smoke so he reached over to his beside table to the grab the stuff but he saw he didn't have anymore weed.
His brother usually bought enough weed for the both of them so he got up to go downstairs to find him. When he got downstairs, he rolled his eyes when he saw the usual group of boys that were usually over, all in the living room.
"Damn niggas ain't got they own house or sum?" He smacked his lips. "Nigga you live with your brother so worry about getting YOUR own house" one of them said, making everybody in the room laugh.
"Chill on my brother" Tariq, his older brother chuckled. "Anyway Riq I need some more weed" Von told his brother. "Damn I just bought yo ass sum, pot head ass. But I'a call Trell for you, you gotta go outside and get it though." Tariq said, Von nodding his head.
Latrell or Trell as everybody called him, was the neighborhood plug. He was also friends with Tariq so he always gave them the best stuff and would chill over their house sometimes.
"Preciate' it bro" Von said before dapping his bother up and going back to his room. He laid back down on his bed and waited for his brother to text him.
an hour later
Keavon stood up and put his shoes and jacket on when his brother texted him, letting him know Latrell was outside. He grabbed his phone and went outside, seeing a blacked out hellcat waiting outside.
He went over to the window, Trell signaling for him to get in. Von complied and went over to the other side of the car, getting in the passenger's seat.
"Wassup shorty" Trell said as he licked his lips and looked over at him. "Hey Trell" Von replied, glancing at him. Latrell pulled out a bag of weed and handed it to Keavon.
