“Fuck you meannnnn!” Goon’s deep voice barreled through the car’s speaker. “In the whip with Elijah.” I had put Goon onto the situation with Elijah a few weeks ago when he called to do his check in. Even when he was free, that nigga would call me to check in and make sure I was good. “My bad… what up, Lil Simmy?” “Hi G-Uncle!” “That ain’t mini–Lady Inferno, is it?” “Yup!” “You taking care of my goddaughter and being a good big sister.” “Of course… freakkk you mean!” I looked through the mirror, and Elijah still had the biggest smile because Goon referred to him as a little me. “Ry, you on real
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