Eva I expected Lia to look frightened, guilty, or something of that nature, but instead she scoffs, shaking her head in disbelief, matching my pissed-off expression as she walks toward me. “Oh no, we ain’t doing that shit...” She warns, wagging her finger. “Because you clearly know and didn’t say anything. AGAIN!” She emphasizes, throwing her hands up in the air near my face as if she wanted to hit me, but she doesn’t. Instead, she pulls herself back and takes a deep breath, exhaling through her nose, as she gives me a once-over. “But first, you are showering your smoky, ashy, hobo-looking ass cause that thing on the top of your head is nasty! Surprised a pigeon hasn’t used it as a damn nest, then we going to talk about that shit.” I press my lips together and cross my arms. “First, it’s my business, so I'm entitled to keep it to myself, and secondly, you ain’t my mama.” I retort, arching a brow.She pushes her tongue out and lets out a humorless chuckle. “You’re right, I’m not, but
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