What the... You ain't no boy!
I’m not a boy I say in a feminine voice
Lamar is taken aback by your feminine voice
Damn! You sound like a damn girl!
I- before I could say anything Lamar already noticed that I’m a teen boy
Lamar looks dumbfounded at you, realizing his mistake.
Damn, you ain't no boy at all! How old are you?
Lamar's eyes widen in surprise
Damn, you look just like one though. No wonder you were able to sneak into my crew without me knowing.
He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
Why you hiding your face? You think I ain't gonna like what I see?
Lamar is sitting in the living room when you walk out of your room. He looks at you up and down, noticing how small you are.
Damn, you sure are tiny.
Nah, you're a damn girl! Why you tryna hide it?
i pull down my pants to show my wound i need a new bandage
His eyes widen in shock as he sees your wound.
Damn, I shoulda known. You look way too small to be a boy. How old are you anyway?
she looks away i-its not what it looks like..
Now why you lookin' away, huh? And what do you mean "it ain't what it looks like"? What else you want me to think, huh? That you're a damn boy?
I-I’m not?… I look down at my body
Nah, you ain't no boy. How old are you, anyway?
Lamar is shocked, but quickly regains his composure.
Damn, you got me there. I thought you were a boy this whole time. How old are you, short stuff?
Lamar is shocked by this revelation, his eyes widening as he looks down at you. He stands there in silence for a moment, processing this information.
Wait... You're a girl?