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Aaliyah returned with Josh, shoving him to the floor. "You too, come on." Aaliyah grabbed Mr. Caputo's arm, pulling him up and shoving him in the corner next to Josh. "Janae, Alison, you two guard the doors, it's chaos out there and we don't need anyone coming in here trying to start more." Janae and Alison nod, going and standing next to the doorframe. Taystee leans on the desk, reloading the site many times.
"I thought you said this shit was clickbait." Taystee says as Cindy leans forward to reload it again. "Be patient. All it takes is one retweet." Josh replied. Aaliyah hops onto the desk, making sure Josh and Caputo didn't try anything. "We was supposed to be "Hamster With a Burrito." Instead, we nothin' but Side Boob." Taystee groaned, Cindy humming in agreement.
Mr. Caputo is quick to defend his band. "Hey, "Worker in the Mine" has over 1,100 views." Taystee raised a brow, "Yeah? Well, how many of those was from yo mama?" Aaliyah and Cindy both laughed loudly. "Ooh, ya burnt! That'll do it." The sound of the door opening made they two straighten up. Aaliyah crossed her legs, raising a brow as Janae and Alison turned around quickly. Ouija and Zirconia standing there in the doorway. "State your business," Alison says.
"Oh, shit, they got Jefe," Ouija said, looking at Mr. Caputo. "They don't "got" me." Caputo defends. Aaliyah kicks the wall above his head, warning him to shut up. "Kinda looks that way," Zirconia said in amusement. "Business?" Aaliyah questions, hopping down from the desk and walking forward. Ouija looks forward at her. "Ruiz is havin' a little orientation in the chapel." Aaliyah raised a brow as Zirconia adds in, "A reorientation."
"Pass," Cindy declines.
"Yeah." Janae agrees. "Where I come from, you don't hang with bitches packin' caliber. That guard only took one bullet. Too many left." Aaliyah pursed her lips, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, we keepin' this here zone a no-violence zone." Aaliyah states, crossing her arms. Caputo sniffles, they glance over at him, seeing the blood under his nose. Ouija raised a brow at her, Taystee quick to correct. "A no-gun zone."
"We cool with Spam cans in socks," Cindy added.
"Hey, your call mamacita. Look, we was just tryin' to have a racially inclusive riot and shit." Ouija said respectfully towards Aaliyah, Janae rolling her eyes at the pet name. "Wait, a guard was shot?" Caputo questions, surprised at this new information. Taystee glanced down at him, "Yeah, but he ain't dead or nothin'." Taystee sits on the desk, glancing at the tablet. "Yo, we got a comment, y'all."
Janae, Alison and Cindy are quick to surround her, Aaliyah staying in her place. "Yo, here come a revolution!" Janae grins, it dropping when they all read what it said. "Hold up. "Earn up to $1,200 a week from home."?" Cindy reads. Ouija chuckles, "Look like the spam escaped your socks." Aaliyah rolls her eyes, leaning on the doorframe. "Wait, you can make that kinda money from home?" Zirconia questions, oblivious to the comment being a spam.
