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Spinnerâs smile dipped just a little when Ozzy corrected him. His euphoria wavering as his eyes scanned the crowd for said runner up captain. âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â He asked, un-amusement settling over him as he crossed his arms as though to change his demeanor to match that of the protective friend. âDo we need to shake this kid up? Canât just all of a sudden get busy and drop my boy like that. Does he think this shits a game??â Spinner mused loudly, the frustration free flowing through him as he kept an arm wrapped around Ozzyâs shoulder. âWhen you say got anything do you mean like the good good? Or like the good warm and fuzzy speech about how Iâll wreck that fool Parkerâs kneecaps next time I see him? I can provide both. Actually just rolled this.â He added as he pulled his joint out from behind his ear. âItâs got that south side charm for sure.âÂ
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Not even his bad mood can stop the playful roll of his eyes at Spinnerâs comments, a light scoff leaving his lips before heâs silencing it with the joint. He doesnât hesitate in fishing the lighter out of Spinnerâs pocket and burning it against the end, exhaling his words and the smoke all at the same time. âHe fuckinâ left, transferred schools or something- I donât know. But heâs gone.â He shrugs a lot more casually than he feels, taking another long drag before passing the joint back over to Spinner. âWhatever, his loss. You can leave his kneecaps intact, but I appreciate the offer. I just wanna have fun today, figured youâd know a thing or two about that.âÂ














