Lolli flipped her silver hair over her shoulder. “I think you could use a little Mary Jane in your life. Might chill you out enough to get your priorities in order instead of trying to take advantage of everyone in your orbit. Honestly, maybe we should go for a pot enema. Might clear out your bullshit.” “Lolli,” I whisper-hissed. “What?” she asked with mock innocence. “I speak the truth.”
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