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"hey, stevie!" gosh that bitch. i was seated on the curtis's couch as evie walked in. i had like steve for a while now and evie boiled my blood.
she sauntered over to him and sat on his lap. steve smile and kissed her cheek. i rolled my eye and took another drink of my beer.
"ugh. why is that bitch here again?" i heard evie whisper to steve. that was it.
"excuse me?!" i yelled standing up.
she also stood up coming eye to eye with me. "you heard me." she snapped.
with no hesitation,
i punched her in the face.
"and i'm the bitch?" i laughed. evie scampered off out the door.
"sorry steve."
"no problem. i knew it would happen at some point. besides, it was hot."
i felt my cheeks go bright red.
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