miring how the colors mixed together to great newer shades, some darker,

organize alphabetically. Since Nathaniel was very short compared to o

p the ladder, he would sometimes look behind him to see if anyone was there. Although the store wa

he did. It was late at night and Nathaniel was yawning every few seconds, his baby blue eyes appearing a b

ed murmuring outside the store. He was confused ; it was almost 3.AM. He shrugged it

er, he heard the glass doors creak open, a rough

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y close behind him. He needed a quiet place to speak to a rival gang member on the phone. It was a very relevant topic they had to address as soon as possible, and the st

d parked a few seconds away. Plus, it was beneficial because the library was the quietest place they knew. It was unplanned, very much so, but it was pe

ns were drawn inside the library, but he could still perceive a peek of the inside. Cocking his gun in his hand, he for

cing the blinds aside so he could pass. « That was eas

situation. Valentino had light brown curls with blonde streaks, always combed and taken care of correctly. He shaved commonly,

if anyone was watching. Jackson shut the entrance beh

member's, number. « Mother fucker, c'mon fucking accept the