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- 1 Hey, Floyd! You excited?! We're coming back down soon! Then we fly on home, and then school.
- 3 Um, yes it does. Heyyy, isn't that D'Angelo's shirt?
- 2 Ugh, no. We gotta wear green for homecoming. Green does not look good on me.
- 1Yeah, but it's not what you think it is. Not even close. I didn't pack another shirt.
- 2Oh, thank God. I am not ready to talk to you about that.
- 3 Girl, please. I ain't gotta tell you shit.
- 1I'm your twin! We're connected, bro. We've got the same mind. You don't need to tell me!
- 2Haaaaa. You know you hate when people say that.
- 3 I really do. But it's fine when I say it.
- 1Kinda why I came here, actually. You're bothered by something. I sensed it.
- 3 Huh?! No, I'm not!
- 2I'll tell you once you tell me what your deal is. You're making yourself up a lot more lately. You're also wearing more clothing like...well...the stuff you're wearing now. Obviously, there's nothing wrong with what you're wearing, but it's not like you at all.
- 1Is all this about Jamal? 'Cause I told you, I'd've beat his ass after varsity team captain tryouts, but I didn't want to break a nail. Tres and Kenneth made them look too good, even if Kenneth painted skulls on them.
- 2What?! You think-really think-I give a damn about Jamal? Or that I feel some kinda way about what happened?!
- 3 Well, makes sense to me. It's fine if you're upset. I'd be. Doesn't make you weak or anything.
- 1I'm not upset, and I'm not weak. Now you better fucking drop it, or I'll snap your neck and smuggle your corpse to another country.
- 2 You can't do that. I've lawyered up.
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