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"Is that everything?" I asked Sway and em.
"Ye." They answered in unison.
"Mane lemme holla at you real quick." Remy say walking over to me.
"Wassam?"
"You and ole girl coming to this lil block party next weekend."
"No, you tryna get us there to be ya wingwomen." I scrunched my face up "ion like dat."
"Mmcht mane cmon."
"Lemme think about it."
"Imma ask her then." He shrugged.
"Remy that girl don't like you but gon head."
We get to my apartment and Syn knocked on the recliner. As the boys bring her shit in I go get her a blanket.
"Just put it in her room she'll do what she wants with it."
When it was done they started playing music and smoking. These muhfuckas don't ever go home. Anyways everyone unwinding and shit and Murda in his own little world just mugging muhfuckas. I would say sum but that's just his face. So imma mind mines.
Syn got up and stretching and folded the cover taking it to closet.
"You think niggas really be fucking they family in Alabama?" Sway asked
"They do in Virginia." Remy shrugged
"I- now why you ask that?" Syn shook her head.
"Cause what if they just saying that shit to keep us out."
"Boy they a lil racist over thea we don't want no parts." I shrugged.
"What came first the color orange or the fruit?" Sway said looking up from his lap.
