Part 11: A Little Talk( 🍋)

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We were still sitting together, our high practically gone now when Andrew and Brian were going through each other's wallets. "Do you realize you made yourself 68?" Andrew said to Brian as I leaned over Andrew to see that Brian's fake I.D is exceptionally bad and Brian said "I know. I know. I goofed it." Andrew asked "What do you need a fake I.D for?" Brian looked at Andrew like it was obvious "So I can vote." I softly laughed at his innocence while asking Brian if I could keep it and he looked at me a little embarrassed but he still said yes. 

As they continued to go through their wallets Allison spoke up "You wanna see what's in my bag?" The two boys both put their hands up in surrender saying "No

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As they continued to go through their wallets Allison spoke up "You wanna see what's in my bag?" The two boys both put their hands up in surrender saying "No." then went back to looking through the folds of the wallets "Sure!" I said while smacking Andrew's lap "Hey what about Brian?" "Allison went through his wallet so he gets a pass." I replied. Allison nodded happily and dumped her entire bag onto the couch that she and Brian were sharing Brian quickly threw some of the stuff that had fallen onto him back into the pile including her underwear and tampons.

 Allison nodded happily and dumped her entire bag onto the couch that she and Brian were sharing Brian quickly threw some of the stuff that had fallen onto him back into the pile including her underwear and tampons

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We had all leaned up and looked at the rest of the junk "Holy shit!" Andrew said first then asked "What is all that stuff?" and Brian added his own question "Do you always carry this much shit in your bag?" "Yeah." She said adding "I always carry this much shit in my bag. You never know when you may have a jam." Brian moved the last of her tampons off his lap asking "Are you gonna be, like, a shopping bag lady? You know, like, sit in alleyways and talk to buildings and wear men's shoes and that kind of thing?"

"That's enough you shouldn't ask them kind of questions Bri" I said while scooting Brian over and sitting next to Allison's pile. "Don't worry Allison I get it, if you don't wanna talk about it you don't have too." Allison looked at me and nodded thankfully then looked to Brian saying "I'll do what I have to do." Brian seemed confused "Why do you have to do anything?" Allison continued, "My home-life is unsatisfying." 

"So you're saying you'd subject yourself to the violent dangers of these Chicago streets because your home life is unsatisfying?" Allison had a change in her voice "I don't have to run away and live in the street. I can run away and I can go to the ocean. I can go to the country. I can go to the mountains. I could go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan." She finished

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