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"Strictly business, remember? What I do with my fucking life ain't got shit to do with you, my nigga. It ain't got shit to with none of y'all all" she spat, her voice full of venom as she spoke to him. His eyebrows went up, a shocked expression taking over his face. She had never spoken to him that way, even with the distance between them now. Not only was he shocked, but everyone was shocked. Shaniya had never been so cold, she was always sweet even after her shift. But now, she was starting to take after her uncle—cold and apathetic.

"Mind yo shit, and I'll mind mines. Fuck out my face," she commanded, nudging past him as she continued her walk to her room

"Im usually the type to mind my business, but she ain't been the same since that day y'all left from the lake. I know y'all had something going on. You the reason she acting like that. Whatever you did to her, you need to fix it," Waco said quietly, only so that she and Fizz could hear. Fizz looked down at her, letting out a deep sigh.

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