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You act like I called ya' ass ugly, shut up.

@richtlks OK BUT WHO ASKED YOU? 😭😭Get on my damn nerves.

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Not understanding why you feel the need to yell, but hey. That's on you.

@richtlks OK BUT WHO ASKED YOU? 😭😭Get on my damn nerves.

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Leaving the dragged out chemistry lecture that he and about a million other students that partook in the class with him received for two long hours, Rich spent his time socializing in the quad with his peers about the test that would be held next week but for now, the only thing that was honestly on his mind was the weed that he would be smoking as soon as he entered his car to head out to some afternoon eating. Soon as he left the hall, Rich entered his smoked grey Camaro as he immediately directed himself to the blunts stashed in his glove compartment, licking over his lips before placing the blunt between his top and bottom lip and igniting the flame from his lighter to start the burn down of his slickly rolled blunt.

#ᴋɪᴄᴋsᴛᴀʀᴛ. ' #idk if this a starter but imma tag it anyway

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Guess I'ma work on a para until I knock out. Goodnight, niggas.

#hmu in the messages #I got weed and brew #and snacks on deck

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"'Sup, babe? Nice to meet you, I'm Rich. How you doin?" He asked as his focus stayed on the female before him while he took sips of his drink yet again.

Sabrina had been at the party for a while walking and talking amongst friends and she looked over and saw someone she had yet to meet. She walked over to him.“wassup? I’m Sabrina.”

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With his eyes being predominantly low and a darker tinted red from the blunt he'd smoked on prior to arriving to the event, his orbs lifted to the contents that were in his drink to the female who he'd never met who was standing before him. "Not much, not much. I'm chillin' really. Ain't really much to do out hea 'cause ion know nobody so I'm tryna see and meet new faces. 'Sup wit you? I'm Rich, by the way.

Rich, who was already at the dimly lit venue with a drink of E&J Apple in hand, retrieving occasional sips from the cup as he scoped the area which was filled with a heap of individuals whom he didn’t know. Licking over his large lips as he nodded his head to the music that blared thru’ the speakers rhythmically.

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Rich, who was already at the dimly lit venue with a drink of E&J Apple in hand, retrieving occasional sips from the cup as he scoped the area which was filled with a heap of individuals whom he didn't know. Licking over his large lips as he nodded his head to the music that blared thru' the speakers rhythmically.

#ᴋɪᴄᴋsᴛᴀʀᴛ. ' #talk to a nigga

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#ɪɴsᴛᴀɴɪɢɢᴀ. ' #robb never formal and I wasn't gone look for a formal pic either

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"If I knew you betta' I'd give you one but I barely even know yo' name but likewise, shawty." Returning the broad grin that the two had now been sharing, he took the hand of the Abby from Chicken Little shaped ass, Rasputia in the face ass shawty for firm yet short-lived handshake.

“Well Rich, are you rich? Lemme get a zolla?” Kyori chuckles at her own joke. “I’m joking. Nice to meet you though, Rich.” The female smiles wide extending her hand toward the Rango faced ass nigga.

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"I do, actually. But I ain't the type of nigga to freely flex my money 'round 'cause ion trust not nann' one of these niggas wit my money or wit myself. Believe me, tho'. I'm ballin' harder than these niggas who love flexin' it. Nice meetin' you too tho. Why you need to stop bein' crazy tho? That's New Year's resolution or sum' shit?"

“Shit, I guess. But only crazy people don’t like hot n’ spicy shit, so since you ain’t borin’ you must be lil’ or sum’ shit. It’s all good tho ‘cause Ima grub regardless. I’m Rich, tho’. Who you?” He asked with closely threaded eyebrows that came from sheer curiosity, picking up the saucy wing to take a large bite out of.

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"Shit, I guess. But only crazy people don't like hot n' spicy shit, so since you ain't borin' you must be lil' or sum' shit. It's all good tho 'cause Ima grub regardless. I'm Rich, tho'. Who you?" He asked with closely threaded eyebrows that came from sheer curiosity, picking up the saucy wing to take a large bite out of.

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His ears picked up the sound of unknown mutt, bitch to be exact who spoke in regards to the statement he just mad, his focus leaving to take a glimpse at her then reverting back to his plate. "Shit, we fuckin' hea. I ain't never leavin' food since that's the only thing that don't betray a nigga. Unless I fuck 'round and get food poisonin'. Nice to meet you, Kyori. I'm Rich."

Rich used his fingers to play with the short strands of hair that sat upon his chin, his hand eventually raising up his locks to ruffle them a bit as he examined the area that many had been at. One hand nestled in to the pocket of his ‘Bape’ flight jacket to rummage with the set of lighter and blunts he had stashed. “Hmph,” he simply grumbled as he strolled past a few unfamiliar figures and faces, habitually swiping his plumped duo with his tongue as his focus immediately and intently locked on the table that had been drowned with loads of food options he could choose from. “Yaw’ tryna make a young nigga fat outchea’, man. I don’ give a fuck, tho. Was'good?”

#i fuckin hate you lmaooooo

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The sound of a unfamiliar voice got cut his focus of all the food and snacks that had been before him, his dark orbs trading from the plate that had happened to have been still empty to the female who had been significantly shorter than him, his focus wandering to every body part and facial feature that he could lay his eyes on before speaking, turning around back to fixing his plate as he did so. "Listen, I love spicy food. That shit might leave me in the bathroom most of the damn time but I stay eatin' sum' buku spicy shit. Hot wings right look and sound like it's the one thing that's gon' be filled on my plate, I jus' hope they hot enough fa' me. Since you don't like spicy shit, what yo' borin' ass eatin?"

Rich used his fingers to play with the short strands of hair that sat upon his chin, his hand eventually raising up his locks to ruffle them a bit as he examined the area that many had been at. One hand nestled in to the pocket of his ‘Bape’ flight jacket to rummage with the set of lighter and blunts he had stashed. “Hmph,” he simply grumbled as he strolled past a few unfamiliar figures and faces, habitually swiping his plumped duo with his tongue as his focus immediately and intently locked on the table that had been drowned with loads of food options he could choose from. “Yaw’ tryna make a young nigga fat outchea’, man. I don’ give a fuck, tho. Was'good?”

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Rich used his fingers to play with the short strands of hair that sat upon his chin, his hand eventually raising up his locks to ruffle them a bit as he examined the area that many had been at. One hand nestled in to the pocket of his 'Bape' flight jacket to rummage with the set of lighter and blunts he had stashed. "Hmph," he simply grumbled as he strolled past a few unfamiliar figures and faces, habitually swiping his plumped duo with his tongue as his focus immediately and intently locked on the table that had been drowned with loads of food options he could choose from. "Yaw' tryna make a young nigga fat outchea', man. I don' give a fuck, tho. Was'good?"

#ᴋɪ��ᴋsᴛᴀʀᴛ. '

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ᴛ ᴀ ɢ. ᴅ ʀ ᴏ ᴘ. [ignore me]

#ᴋɪᴄᴋsᴛᴀʀᴛ. ' #ɪɴsᴛᴀɴɪɢɢᴀ. ' #sɴᴀᴘᴘᴀʙᴀᴘᴘᴀ. ' #ᴛʜʀᴏᴡɪɴ'sᴜʙs. ' #ᴍғBUMP. ' #ᴛᴀsᴋs. ' #I'ᴍᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴ'. '