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"You should've gone when he called." I coughed as I blew smoke out of the window.
"Fuck him. I already did my job. I shouldn't have to go back." She yawned as she parked the car in front of the warehouse. "You can stay here if you want."
"I don't have a problem with getting off. I'll go hang out with Tank while you get yelled at." I held up a thumbs up.
We got off the car and headed inside.
"GOOD AFTERNOON FUCKERS." Dina shouted as she opened the doors.
"Dina! Where the fuck were you?!" X yelled.
I flinched at his voice. I stared at him while Dina just stood there with an attitude.
Jahseh nodded his head away, motioning for me to leave.
I ran past them, bumping into Tank.
"Hey whats wrong?"
"X, Dina." I mumbled as I followed him back out to the main part of the warehouse. I waved. "Oh hi Ski."
"Hi, Cora."
"Where I was is none of your business." Dina shrugged.
"It is my fucking business because I ordered you to come to work. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Vro-"
"Nah, I'm not your fucking vRo. When I say something, you fucking do it. You think I do it to annoy you, you're immature. I'm your fucking boss."
Dina looked over Jahseh's shoulder, staring at Coolie.
"Don't look for help. I already let him know. You know the rules, he knows the rules. You think you're superior? You're like a fucking roach to me, vruh! I step on you, i don't need you here."
"X, stop being a dick. She was out with Cora." Tank spoke up.
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"I don't give a fuck if she was out with Beyoncé." I turned to Tank.
