“The fuck is this man doing?” He cackled, pointing to the dance floor where Dai was sandwiched between two women. “That nigga rolling off a bean,” Nite confessed. He, too, was fucked up, but his twin was on a different level. “Should have known,” Harvey retorted, not surprised. Both twins popped pills like tic tacs. It was their drug of choice, and it was rare that they were ever sober. Harvey often wondered what demons they were suppressing, but he never asked, and the twins never shared. “Ice Ice baby,” Dai jested, falling into the booth beside his brother. “Fuck outta here with that shit.
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