junkyardteen.

❛     yeah,  bet you  real  popular with them old  hags  in their forties who’re still sellin’ their shit for  crack.     ❜

she  works him  because it’s  easy.    manipulating adults is a  cakewalk.    all you need is a bit of leverage or a good sob story.    she reaches out,  eagerly,  then scowls as the pack is  distanced  from her.    (    speaking of leverage.    )    arms fold across her chest,  chin raised.

❛     dunno nothin’ ‘bout that.    probably not,  ‘cause it’s bad for  business,  yo !    unless that shit was premeditated or whatever.    her pimp could’a made her do it.    these low - rent punks might have  shit for brains,  but they know their girls’ll take the  fall  ‘cause they’re scared of what’ll happen to ‘em if they don’t.     ❜

‘     mama dips is waitin’ on those  conjugal privileges.    don’t tell nobody.     ’

speaking of old hags.    there’s a quick pause for effect ;   he shrugs,   nods,   flicking away his finished cigarette and watching it spark briefly against the pavement.

‘     keep ‘em  scared,   keep ‘em controlled.    that ain’t nothin’ new.     ’       but it’s still something to consider.    he finally surrenders the pack,    with an addendum.       ‘     hey,   uh    —    don’t forget,   CPS is comin’ by first thing friday morning.    make sure i don’t got’cha chained to the radiator eatin’  bread crusts  or whatever.    and your ass  better  show up for this,   bullet.    clean ‘n sober.    you feel me ?     ’