Chapter Twenty-Two

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You got serveddddd.

I just recently watched it, and the song came to me randomly today so I just wanted to give y'all some music to listen to while reading.

I've been dying laughing at this while writing this whole chapter💀😂

not too long btw.

not too long btw

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"So

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"So. How you?" Mikko asked him.

"I'm straight. What's up? Why am I here?" He looked over at all of us.

You should know by now what we do best. Interrogation in the basement, with the privilege of being tied to our well known favorite chair.

"You don't seem scared." Dash said.

"I-um, I'm not. Is there a reason I should be?" He took a deep breath.

Nigga probably shitting in his pants right now.

It's always the ones tryna act hard, but really be soft as hell.

"Tell me some'n Luke." I walked over to him, standing in front of him.

Luke looked up at me but couldn't stare for long. He looked around at Mikko, Corey, and Dash.

Nigga, they can't help you.

"W-What—tell you what?" He stuttered.

"You go to the University of Atlanta?" Corey mumbled after he flipping over some papers.

Here he go.

"Um yeah-I do. Well I—I did. I'm kind of on academic probation." He stuttered again.

"So, what? You broke and slow?" Mikko asked with furrowed eyebrows.

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