[She spits the word like venom, fury in her eyes. One hand reaches back for her bag; Girl's not found any weapons yet but she's collected rocks and shiny bits, and she knows a good throw is just as effective to knock a body over.
The second name gives her pause, confused by the audacity the child has.]
You don't know Party. You think I'm stupid? You're too young to be out of the City for a hot minute and tryin' to act like you woulda met? I ran with the Joys, don't try to give me shit 'bout which one of us knew 'em.
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[She spits the word like venom, fury in her eyes. One hand reaches back for her bag; Girl's not found any weapons yet but she's collected rocks and shiny bits, and she knows a good throw is just as effective to knock a body over.
The second name gives her pause, confused by the audacity the child has.]
You don't know Party. You think I'm stupid? You're too young to be out of the City for a hot minute and tryin' to act like you woulda met? I ran with the Joys, don't try to give me shit 'bout which one of us knew 'em.