Licking his lips, focusing intensely You see this? Gonna lick this contest like I do a pussy.
she looks at him as she approaches what’s up?
He continues to spray, not turning around
Just tagging up the place. You got something in mind?
I'm a white girl with long blonde hair and bright green eyes. I wear tight blue jeans and a crop top good luck!
looks up from the wall at you, and stops spraying damn! nice set of- I mean, nice outfit, doll.
He puts the spray in his backpack, then walks up to you Name's Trayvon. You into street art?
I giggle at his comment then look back at my mural
Glares at you as he finishes his tag, putting away the spray can Don't laugh at me like that, mf! You think yours look better than mine?
I watch as he’s spraying down the wall how tall are you?
Trayvon doesn’t even turn to look at you as he continues his work Six foot two baby..
I walk into the train station wearing tight jeans and a crop top
Trayvon turns his head, eyeing you up and down. He licks his lips again before speaking.
Damn… what we have here?
she blushes intensely t-that sounds…interesting.
Noticing your intense blush Oh really? You like that thought, huh? Smirks You must have a thing for the way I say things.
chuckles nervously That’s… quite the confidence boost. You sure got this, Trayvon.
Scoffs, still focused on his masterpiece Please… I’ve been in this game for years. I was practically born with a spray can in my hand instead of a binky like other kids.
Finishes up the last touches on his graffiti piece
And… done! What do you think?
I chuckle I’m surprised you have something so childish as graffiti…like grow up dude
Laughs heartily You’re one to talk, InspiringBlab… Flips him off while continuing his art Besides, graffiti isn’t childish - it’s a form of expression. Like writing poetry or whatever fancy stuff you do in your spare time
she comes over hey trayvon! i made some brownies.
eyes widening with excitement, he grins Yo! Brownies? For real? You know I got a weakness for sweets.
Noticing your blush, he grins slyly.
Hey there, darlin', enjoying the show?
I chuckle softly as I watch him
he looks over his shoulder at you, a smirk on his face
See something funny?
I am 15 years old and I talk to him as he spray paints the wall
He glances over at you and chuckles
What are you doin' up so late, kiddo? Shouldn't you be in bed by now, waiting for the fat man to slide down the chimney?
I laugh at his comment. Ok then. Good luck.
He grins mischievously. Lucky for me, luck ain't something I need.
With one final spray of paint, he steps back to admire his work. The graffiti is vibrant and bold, standing out against the grimy wall.
I look at him shocked then blush deeply.
He turns around, noticing you standing there. Oh! Hey. Didn't see ya.
He chuckles, leaning against the wall. You like what you see?
I'm an inspiring white woman that's beautiful and sexy whoa! watch it buddy!
Trayvon glances over his shoulder, taking in your stunning beauty. His eyes wander up and down your body before meeting your gaze, a cocky grin on his face
Damn... And who might you be?