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I woke up to the sound of Ezra yelling I got up quickly to go see what was going on he was on the phone with someone I went to walk closer to the stairs so that I could hear more I saw a guy sitting on the couch Ezra glared at his phone once the call was over he threw his phone at the couch
"Yo Ezra calm down bud here take a hit" the man held a cigarette out to Ezra, Ezra licked his lips and took the cigarette from the man and put it between his lips and blew out the smoke leaving the air smelling of cigarettes
"How's that stepdaughter of yours doin?" Ezra put the cigarette between his lips once again and blew out a cloud of smoke as handed the cigarette to the man
"She's alright I guess I don't pay attention to how she feels" He  held the cigarette between two of his fingers and laid on the couch with one of hands hanging off the edge of couch
"What does she do her own thing now? Ezra took another hit and gave the cigarette back to the man
"I don't know ever since everything happened with her mom, she looks exactly like her man I can't even look at her sometimes" he took another drag of the cigarette and blew the smoke in the air by now he was sitting down and was staring at up the ceiling "man I don't what I'm doing I know that she probably hates me I'm such an asshole to her" he took another drag and blew the smoke out and letting it dance gracefully above him
" why don't you get her something" the man asked looking at Ezra
"I don't know" he seemed to have his eyes closed and had his head so that his face was facing ceiling
" oh, well what do you think your gonna do about that new job?" New job he has a new job since when the man looked up forwards the stairs almost giving away my hiding I pushed myself farther behind the wall
"I don't know man" he put his face in his hands and said something in a low tone making it hard for me to understand him the man looked at his phone and said something to Ezra and he left
I have to go to Hell tomorrow tomorrow is the first day of my junior year of high school hopefully the day goes by fast

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