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"Z-Zaya?" Madison stuttered.
"Wait lil bit you know her?" Keem asked me and I nod in response.
I walked over to her, "She's my best friend."
"Why didn't you guys tell me you kidnapped this 'Zaya' ?" Madison said, scratching her head.
This bitc-
"Wait a damn minute." I walked over to her. "So your stupid ass knew I was here this whole time?"
She just stared at me before saying, "I didn't know it was you."
"Madison you gotta be the dumbest person I know." I pinched the bridge of my nose, "Who else named Zaya in this town?"
"I don't know." She shrugged nonchalantly.
"This broad got no brains," Mel mumbled.
"Boy fuck you!" Madison flipped him off.
"I'd rather lick my meemaw's toes than do that." Melvin scoffed.
This boy is so retarded.
"Now back to you Bam." Madison spat, "Which hoe were you with?"
"Oh, this about to be messy." Rocko dragged.
"My shawty ain't a hoe. Ain't that right luh baby?" Bam smirked at me.