She entered the small washing room, where they were a few small washers lined against one wall while the small dryers sat on the opposite wall. The multiple units were so if there was more than one person washing, they didn't have to combine their money to wash in one load. This stopped the confusion and potentially fighting. The girls would put only baking soda with a cold water rinse since hot water can damage security features. The smallest amount of water would be used so the paper wasn't ruined by being soaked for too long.
One she finished, she walked out of the room and coming from the opposite end walking in her direction was Ava, someone she had her eyes on. She knew something wasn't right about her. She didn't belong and she couldn't understand why Jasiah had her here especially after her miserable fail at rehearsals. Plus, she was always walking around somewhere, like she was trying to do something she didn't have any business doing. The two barely exchanged words with each other, other than quick hey's, because there was really nothing much to talk about.
"Hey Cedes, where's that wash room?" Ava asked, her and Mercedes stopping in front of each other in the middle of the dimly light hallway.
"On the end, to the right" Mercedes pointed behind her with her thumb. "Don't touch mines that's in that first washer" With Ava acting so suspicious, Mercedes didn't trust her, especially with seeing how small her bag was compared to Mercedes's two bags. But at the same time, that was the same thing all the girls would say to each other, and it didn't always mean harm.
"I get more where that came from" Ava gave her a sarcastic smile but her smart remark made Mercedes looked down at the bag she held and wonder where.
"Oh okay, is the 'more' in the room with us?" Mercedes asked. "Cause yo bag look half empty to me"
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"No. It's in my bank account. I mean, should we check?"
Shifting her weight to one leg, Mercedes tilted her head to the side. "It can't be from yo performances cause I done seen a couple niggas yawn tonight and, like I said, yo bag sitting half empty. You must be sucking dick in Red District through Cash App cause I'm still tryna find the 'more' you was talm' bout"
"No ma'am. This isn't my only stream of income. Is this yours? If so, I'm sorry to hear that"
"Sound like you tryna down a bitch bout it, but one thing you gon learn bout Mercedes if youn' learn nun else ... is Mercedes don't give a fuck, and it ain't neva been no shame in the shit I do cause whateva I do, comes with a purpose. Just like whateva you call yo'self doing up in this hea' club? It got a purpose too. See, I was giving you the same warning I give everybody bout touching my money. You the only bitch who really take offense to it. I been watching you, and I been picking up on shit these otha bitches ain't pick up on yet, you best find you sum safe to do"
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