“Sorry, you’re too late.” “Girl, if you don’t get that ticket off this muthafuckin’ car,” Dai roared, flipping his hair to the side. “Look, I’m sorry, but you and your boyfriend are-” “Boyfriend?” Dai screeched. “You got me and my twin fucked up!” “Nigga, chill the fuck out,” Nite said with a scowl. The meter maid took a couple of steps back and placed her hand on her pepper spray. Nite noticed the move and held his hands in the air. “Nah, none of that. We was just visiting our mom. What’s the problem?” “You’re parked in front of a fire hydrant.” “And now we leaving,” he insisted. “Too late.
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