New story.
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she walked down the cold street of Brooklyn and looked at her surroundings. people. cars. drug dealers. there was a variety of things you could find in brooklyn.
in Brooklyn you could find jailee. around her friends and family she was known as jailee. around her 'people' she was known as jay. not much of a difference but yea. 'jay' worked for the best known druglord in the city.
lots of people knew jay. but jay almost never got caught by the police. people always asked how she did it. that would forever be a secret.
jay.
I walked down to my apartment and opened the door to see ramaro. ramaro was one of the guys i worked with. he was incredibly annoying but he always had my back.
"ramaro! what have I told you about coming into my apartment!"
He munched loudly on his cereal getting ready to swallow, while I impatiently waited for an answer. he finally swallowed.
"you told me I was welcome at any time." he put the cereal box in the cub board and walked over to the couch plopping down.
"only when I'm fucking here dumbass!"
he sighed.
"oh yea! boss wants us to head out on a job out of town."
"out of town?" I stuttered. i wasn't going to be able to go out of town! I had no money! I barely had money to pay my bills.
"Yea we leave in one week."
"umm...ramaro...could I borrow maybe like 1 grand?"
he sighed face palming.
"what happened to the 1 grand I gave you last time?"
"uhh"
"just forget it I'll give you the money"
"Thanks"
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