Chapter Thirty One: The Offer
The block was louder than usual. Music played from passing cars, voices echoed from the corners, and somewhere in the distance, Malik could hear his own song again. It hadn’t even been two days. But it was already moving. Malik sat on the front steps, his notebook resting beside him, watching people react to something that had come straight from his life. Dre walked up slowly, hands in his pockets, his shoulder still wrapped but healing. “You hear that?” Dre said, nodding toward the street. Malik smirked slightly. “Hard not to.” Dre sat down beside him. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then Dre said, “You ever thought about taking this serious?” Malik looked at him. “I am taking it serious.” Dre shook his head. “No… I mean for real.” He leaned forward, resting his elbo
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