“My bad for what he did, love.” I tried to reach for her hand, but she stepped back a bit. “You didn’t have to do all of that, Asif. It was just a stupid joke.” She frowned up at me. “Yeah, it annoyed me, but what is he, nineteen?” “He twenty-six, but that’s not the fucking point, baby. You let one nigga get away with some shit, and next thing you know, everybody doing it.”
