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Avery laughed.

“Oh, now we worried about respect.”

I looked at her.

“Why the fuck are you here?”

Her eyebrows went up.

“Why can’t I be here? That’s my cousin.”

“You don’t be over here like that.”

“And you do?”

Silence.

Heather leaned back.

“Mhm.”

I looked between them again.

“How long y’all been sitting here?”

“Long enough,” Heather said.

“For what?”

“For us to realize you’re a piece of fucking shit.”

I sucked my teeth.

“Oh, here we fucking go.”

Avery’s mouth dropped open.

“Here we go?”

“Yeah, here we fucking go. Y’all called me over here clearly already talked about whatever the fuck y’all talked about, now I’m supposed to walk in and get jumped.”

“Jumped?” Heather repeated. “Nigga, nobody jumping you.”

“That’s what this shit feel like.”

“Good,” Avery said. “Maybe we should.”

I looked at her.

“Man, shut the fuck up.”

“Don’t tell me to shut the fuck up.”

“Then stop talking to me crazy.”

Avery stared at me.

Then started laughing.