Armani Smith struggles with living a good life. She's known as a troublemaker at school, a royal pain in the ass for her teachers, and an often visitor at the police station. Her parents, Karen and John Smith tend to have a passionate hatred towards...
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It's 2:00 AM. I'm finishing up some paper work for the new hotel we just bought when the twins barge into my office yelling at one another. "DAD XANDER BROKE MY FUCKING SPEAKER" Xavier exclaims.
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
"You do realise that you can just buy another one right? and it's not my fault you play your music so fucking loud at 2 AM" Xander responds coldly. I'm too tired to deal with their bullshit.
"ENOUGH. What have I told you two about barging into my office like this." I yell, however I'm interrupted by my eldest son walking in.
"It's 2 AM. Don't you two have school tomorrow?" Lorenzo says.
He does know it's Friday right? I know that he's sick of the twins' bullshit too by the look he gives me. Before either of them could respond, my personal phone rings. What the fuck? Who's calling me from Chicago and why? I pick up my phone and answer the call ignoring the confused look the twins give me as Lorenzo sits down.
"Hello" I respond coldly.
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