LaForte
they’re short, loud, and ready to go. they don’t think before they punch. they’re the best friend you’ll ever have… if you survive.
LaForte came to my house. He broke my mom’s favorite lamp. She said thank you.
He texted me: 'I’m coming to your house. Bring snacks.'
He challenged my brother to a duel. It ended with my brother crying and LaForte eating a taco.