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... low-IQ lackey, Samuel, sits on the bench next to her. The two idly chat.
Who do they think they are? I approach like an annoying HOA board member interrogating delivery drivers encroaching upon the neighborhood.
Nelly gives me a mean look as I approach. But it’s more so that she just has resting bitch face. The two are actually quite calm, almost content.
"Hello, familiar faces."
"Fuck. You." Nelly spits. Not very passionately, but certainly venomous.
"We ...
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