[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=Goldenrod][center]Jo-Vaughn Holloway[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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 [sub][i]Location: Taylor's House —-> Heading for Red Lake
Interacting With: [@Infamous Auror] Taylor Evers [/i][/sub][/center] [hr][hr]

Josh grinned at the joint in Taylor's lap and nodded in approval as he slide the car into reverse and in one swift motion maneuvered out of the driveway, and started down the road. 

On the radio played one of his favorite songs, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKjj4hk0pV4]N.Y State of Mind[/url] by Nas. The song was a mirror of his life back in the Bronx; a kid living out his days as a deviant in the eyes of society, with no care in the world and pedaling whatever one could to make money - usually drugs. Ironically, the song didn't mean shit to him until he actually left the damn place, something he assumed was a byproduct of him viewing the song now as an outsider, not as one who experienced the activities mentioned.

Now here he was, living in the little town of Red Lake, getting word of shit much more brutal than that of the Bronx-life. Maybe Red Lake needed a song of it's own now. 

Josh gripped the steering wheel and blew a sigh out his nose. He was too young to be stressing like this. It was one thing to have a killer out on the massive streets of Brooklyn, but I’m a small town like Red Lake, everyone was game. 

[color=Goldenrod]"How good is Sadie’s nose?”[/color] Josh piped up suddenly, his own mind switching lanes almost instantaneously. Maybe Sadie would be doing much more thank just walking.