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Dollar replied.
    â€œA’ight,” Tommy said. “Then let’s go find this fool so I can get back to counting my shit.”
    Dollar and Tommy exited her house, jumped in her car, and scoured the streets until they learned that Ral was over at a house party on Twenty-sixth and Connecticut. Some cat named Chico was throwing a party at his mom’s crib, which he did every time she worked graveyard shift. That’s how he made his lunch money: a lunch that consisted of clothes, weed, and hoes.
    â€œThree dollars, niggaz,” the li’l Martin Lawrence lookin’ dude at the door said to Dollar and Tommy as they approached the house.
    â€œI’m just looking for somebody,” Dollar said. “I don’t plan on staying.”
    â€œWhat the fuck we look like?” the little dude at the door said. “This ain’t missing persons. I said three dollars.”
    Tommy sucked her lips, pulled out a ten dollar bill and handed it to the dude. He took the ten and waved his hand as to give Tommy and Dollar permission to enter.
    â€œKeep the change,” Tommy said sarcastically, realizing that’s what he’d intended on doing anyway.
    â€œThanks, my man,” the dude replied to Tommy.
    She was used to being mistaken for a guy so she just proceeded through the door.
    The male R&B group Jodeci’s “Come and Talk to Me” remix was blasting through the speakers and niggaz was blazin’ herb in every corner of the room. Tommy and Dollar shifted through the crowd of mostly high-schoolers. It didn’t take long for the two to find Ral. He was in the half bath in the basement sticking a needle in one arm while some chick was sucking his dick.
    â€œThis shit right here is the muthafuckin’ life,” Ral said as he put the needle down on the sink and allowed his head to fall back. After only a few seconds he could barely keep his eyelids open. His mouth hung open as he began to moan at the almost immediate sensation of the high and the nut that erupted down the chick’s throat.
    â€œNow give me some, baby,” the girl begged. “Now give me some blow, baby.”
    The girl wiped her mouth of any of Ral’s cum that had managed to escape and removed the rubber band like object from around Ral’s arm. She then placed it on her own arm. She picked up the needle from the sink that Ral had placed there and prepared the meal for her veins.
    â€œKick mud, ho,” Tommy said, as she and Dollar entered the cracked door.
    The girl was in a trance as she flushed her veins with poison. Just then Tommy and Dollar realized that Ral was sitting on the toilet with his limp dick hanging out of his pants.
    â€œYou want some too?” the girl said to Tommy, extending the needle to her.
    â€œHell naw! I don’t fuck wit’ no drugs,” Tommy replied.
    â€œNo, baby, I mean do you want some of this here?” The girl pulled up her cheetah-print mini tube dress, lifted her leg, and allowed her nicely trimmed triangle to show. “You can get up in this hole for some blow. I do whatever you want me to: ’round the world, golden shower; you can even shit on me as long as you ain’t got the runs. I’ll fuck your friend too. It’s good. You won’t be sorry. Ask Ral here.”
    The girl winked at Tommy as she let the needle drop on the floor. She placed herself in a straddling position on top of Ral and began to laugh as if she was watching Richard Pryor’s Live on Sunset Strip.
    Beyond the point of disgust, Tommy grabbed the girl by her hair and yanked her from off of Ral. The girl began to scream and attempt to escape Tommy’s clutch.
    â€œLook here, Little Red Riding Every Dick in the Hood. If I ever see you around my boy again, you gon’ be wearing your nipples as earrings. Pass it on to your other trick-ass friends.” Tommy turned the girl loose and flexed on her, daring her to try something stupid.
    It