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"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨, 𝐙𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫?"
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Kori mir read at 3:12pm
Kori ZB?
Mir🤞🏾 wassup?
Kori u want me to drive u home?
Mir🤞🏾 is typing...
Mir🤞🏾 is typing...
Mir🤞🏾 is typing...
Mir🤞🏾 nah im good J thx tho
Kori we can smoke and u know ur the last stop bro
Mir🤞🏾 what abt cici?
Kori she can take the bus
Mir🤞🏾 alr see u in 20
Kori ok love u
Mir🤞🏾 hearted 'love u'
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Kori leisurely walks to the student parking lot, twisting a piece of his hair absentmindedly. Behind him, a girl huffs and skirts around him. He pauses and watches her walk away, before muttering, "bitch." It wasn't his fault people wanted to speed through the hallways; he was injured too, what did she want him to do? Get on his knees and crawl?
He walks through the metal double doors and quickly finds his car. He approaches it and stops short when he realizes Zamir was already there; he was looking down at his phone while leaning against the side of the car. (Zamir is the only person he'd let do that.) Truthfully, he was hoping he'd beat him to the car so he could plan out what he was going to say to him. After all, when you accidentally get bricked up in the bathroom from getting your knee wrapped by someone who was practically your brother, you had to have a plan, right? Right?
