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Jaybee in Multi.
Jaybee
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"You ain't gotta show me how to slang, I already know how." I told Tone.

"Aight then. Here go yo first customer, show me." He said and I nodded.

"You think you can do 2 for 15?" The dark skin kid asked.

"Fuck no. 2 for 40." I said. He groaned but payed anyway and I gave him the weed.

Tone nodded his head in approval. "Ima be back, you know what to do till I come back."

I nodded and he walked off. I leaned back on the wall and put my foot up crossing my arms across my chest.

A couple hours passed by and business was good, I made lots of cash. I'm sure boss would approve.

As I finished up wit my last customer, someone caught my eye.

It was a brown skin chick. She stood at about 5'4, with long black braids going down her back. No lie, she was bad but she held a angry expression on her face.

"Wassup? You need some?" I asked and she looked pissed off at my words.

"No, what I need for you to do is fuck off." She said and I raised a brow at her words.

"You're taking all my fucking customers. Everyone knows dis one of my main spot's." The angry girl put her hand on her hip.

"Huh?" I grew confused.

"Huh?" She mocked me. "This my spot, and you taking my customers. So I need you to go elsewhere." She said and I just chuckled.

"You slangin?" I asked growing amused that girl like her was slanging.

"Don't worry about dat. Worry about where yo next spot gon be at cause it ain't gon be here." She said and I felt myself growing angry.

"Fuck you, I ain't going nowhere." I said cooly.

"Who you work for?" She asked.

"None of yo muthafuckin business." I spat.

She rolled her eyes and balled up her fists. "Move."

"Nope." I smirked.

Her face became angry and she cocked her hand back. In a swift motion, I grabbed it before her fist could collide with my face.

"Don't even fucking try it." I gritted my teeth.

She snatched her hand out of my grip and smacked her teeth. "Man-"

"What the fuck Ebony?" I heard Tone say.

He stood in front of us giving us a glare.

"Man, what you doing here?" He asked.

"What the fuck you mean Tone, I'm working." She said and he held a shocked look on his face.

"Oh shit, dis one of yo spots?" He asked.

"Duh fucking idiot." She rolled her eyes.

"My bad sis." He said and it was my turn to have a shocked expression on my face. Sis?

"Who dis fool?" She asked referring to me.

"You ain't gon keep disrespecting me shawty." I stood straight.

She rolled her eyes. "Nigga fuck-" she got cut off by Tone.

"Aye chill out. The fuck y'all arguin for?" He asked.

"Cause he in my spot taking all my customers! Everyone know dis my spot." She said.

"Clearly not if I'm taking all yo customers." I smirked and she shot me an icy glare.

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