“Yeah, you sit your ass in there!” Jennie screams at the offender as he makes his way to the penalty box. “Get nice and cozy in there, dipshit, ’cause that’s your home for the next five minutes!” She drops back to her seat, ripping the licorice out of my hand, hitting me with a dazzling, dimply smile. “I’ve got a little bit of my older brother buried somewhere deep down.”
