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Zamir where u at?
JJ 🧡 💩
Zamir Bro
JJ 🧡 💩
Zamir are u deadass? u bein petty bc I called u out on ur bs?
JJ 🧡 💩
Zamir i ain finna play with u J
JJ 🧡 💩
Zamir bye.
He pockets his phone, shaking his head. It buzzes again and he doesn't check it, knowing it was probably another poop emoji from Kori's petty self. He starts walking towards the cafeteria, knowing there was no use in waiting on a boy who probably didn't want to talk to him right now.
He enters the cafeteria and nods to a few people he's cool with, recognizing them from years previous. He manages to find his, and Kori's, friends pretty quick. They're sitting in the back corner, probably trying to hide that they smell like weed.
In total, there are three people at the table: Tyler, Damien, and Michael. Yeah, a small circle, but in his opinion, those are better than large friend groups; there's less drama that way. He's pretty sure they all collectively share one brain cell because when one is missing, the other two can't function. He's being serious too; one time, Ty missed a week of school because he was sick and Dame and Mikey's grades dropped a whole two letters.
