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"how you really been?" Kentrell asked enjoying his old friend new appearance. "don't lie again neither" she giggled and pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear a trait he remembered from years ago. "good" he nodded slowly licking his lips and standing up straight towering her small frame. "you still lied" "how have you been is the question? you poppin n shit now. I see you, doin' big shit" she amped him up and he chuckled lowly still fucking with her upbeat personality. "I been ight" he shrugged. "ain't much to say" she crosses her arms rolling her brown eyes playfully. "mhm you ain't gots to lie kentrell" "ain't nobody lying to you girl" he stepped a lil closer to her. "I missed you tho. thought bout you a lot" she smiled slightly. "I got your letters" kentrell's face scrunched up. "I know yo' nugget head ass got my shit. why you ain't say nun? A nigga numba changed a few times but I always membered yo' address" her face blushed finding it sweet but then knew they use to write each other often when he was locked up before he became YoungBoy. "I couldn't" she mumbled lowly. he looked at her weirdly. "I gotta get goin' ok?" she grabbed her backpack from next to her, stood up off her porch, and quickly made her way inside one story home. Kentrell looked at the beat up white old door for a second before turning around and starting his way back to his moms house across the street.
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