“Who is it?” you ask your mother as she comes back into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just asked for you two,” your mother explains and sits down at the table… you and Marshall look at each other confused, you both sort of hesitate to move. “Well aren’t you 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 you tell him that we just left,” Marshall says figuring its DeAngelo.
“Hes gonna ask were we went, you know that,” you say though your teeth to Marshall....
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