“Oh my god J, you don’t think he’s going to smell all this? Damn you haven’t changed.”
“You honestly think I give a fuck about his feelings? Literally, fuck his entire emotional well being. That’s why I fucked his sister and left her ass.”
“Whaaaaa….”
“Sure did. Had that bitch in love too. I got some new pussy now but that’s beside the point. You still *cough* having *cough, hack, choke* them nightmares Indie?”
“Yes. Except…. it’s not him anymore. It’s me… me as a little girl. And I look so disappointed. Like I hate what I’ve become you know?”
“He’s not showing up your dreams but he’s showing up in mine.”
“You know J… you were right. Let’s get it over with. That son of a bitch is out here walking around like he hasn’t ruined our lives. I want him to suffer like we did baby girl. That mutherfucka has got to go.”
“Oh word? Bitch. We could have saved all this sappy shit and got straight to the point! I’ll do it. You’re too pretty for prison Indya. Me? Prison is a pussy playground.”