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SYBREE "SPAZZ" WILLIAMS || 23 | ʷᵉᵈⁿᵉˢᵈᵃʸ ʲᵘˡʸ ²⁰ᵗʰ "NANA what if ya slow ass slip up and they lock me up in a gaymans fantasy." I express fiddling with my hair as i sit in a chair, referring to prison. I have heard about the unspeakable things that go on in there and trust, Ion want that to be me.
She rolls her eyes tapping the papers on her desk to straighten them before responding to me "Since Im slow you can go and get you a new lawyer that'll be biased and probably not help your felon ass in the long run."
"And its almost time, so say your prayers Sybree. You definitely finna need em." She says before getting up straightening her dress.
She walks out the room and I follow behind her.
"I've never been caught before yo, how this court shit go?" I say lowly to where only Na'zyah and I could hear. I was speaking truthfully, ion know how the feds caught me. Somebody had to have snitched.
"You just shut your yellow ass up unless they ask you sum, and I do all the talking. If you feel as though something was misconstrued you tell me what really happened and I tell them." She explains.
"The fuck is a misconcrued?" I ask scrunching up my face and she scoffs as she presses the elevator button.
"Mis-con-strued. As in if you feel they.. how can i dumb it down for you?" She thinks "If you feel like they lying about what you did or sum."
"So yeah, its a fun game where Spazz shuts the fuck up and Na'zyah gets all the glory! Yay." Na'zyah says giving me a smile as we enter the elevator.
"Ouu I can't wait til you get me out of jail to clap back." I say putting my hands together and placing them behind me.
"Bye Spazz, you just make sure you fix ya face so when we get innere youn look guilty."
"Mir and dem still coming as a witness, right?" I ask and she nods in return.
"I can't wait to see my man in his li suitttt." Na'zyah says, grinning with her piggy ass.
"When yall gon start beefin again? I hate lover girl Na, she annoyin." I say and I feel a pinch go to my arm making me hiss. Bitch ass always pinchin somebody.
"Lover girl Na makes pot brownies." She said as we walked out of the elevator, Na'zyah holding her papers to her chest.
"You right imma shut up. Your man your man your man."
"Mhm my man my man my man." She mumbles as we were now approaching the court room.
"Remember Spazz, this is court. Not no hood ratchet ass linkup you need to have decorum." Na'zyah says to me lowly as we walk into the court room, immediately feeling cool breeze cover our bodies. They got that ac workin overtime.
As we walk deeper into the room I see Mir, Cere, Shy, and Janae sitting at the left side.
Na'zyah and I then take a seat at the very front since thats where we are supposed to be. I mean i think? Ion know Im just following her every move.
