“Who is it?” u ask your mother as she comes back into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just asked for u two,” your mother explains and sits down at the table… u and Marshall look at each other confused, u both sort of hesitate to move. “Well aren’t u gonna go talk to him?” your mom asks.
“Uh what does he look like?” Marshall asks quickly.
“Hes kinda fat, and hes black. Why?” she asks confused.
“Uhh how bout u tell him that we just left,” Marshall says figuring its DeAngelo.
“Hes gonna ask were we went, u know that,” u say though your teeth to Marshall....
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