“Ian, can you pick Kalel up for me?” Anthony asked, giving me a puppydog look.
“Why? She has a car, and so do you! Why don’t you pick up your own damn girlfriend? Hmmm?”
“Well, her car is in the shop for an oil change, and I have no gas.”
“Well then, here's some gas money, Anthony!” I said his name like a cuss-word. I so did NOT want to deal with
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