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Eating me a big Mack, kween's on the phn with Jess, talmbout smirnoffs and going to the club. Taking selfies with kween, we pull up kween hops out, I wait in the car listening to music.
Minutes later kween hops back in smelling like weed and beer, with the bags in her hand.
I roll my eyes. I hate her sometimes.

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