Jana Mashonee as Neveyah Austin-Malone |
Neveyah Austin-Malone is a talented musician and gifted dancer who loves taking off her clothes for a living. She is a tour de force on stage and has the ability to bring men to their knees. Neveyah’s been fooling around with powers she has no business messing with, and as a result, has opened the door to something she’s unable to handle on her own.
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Neveyah, clad in a pink T-shirt, walked
towards their front door with Jocasta following behind, muttering. “Whoever she is, she’s going to get shanked
if she doesn’t shut the hell up,” Jo said.
“I’ve been looking for a reason to use Mary Jane.” Mary Jane was Jocasta’s brand-new
pearl-handled switchblade, a gift from her father.
“Joseph
should have never gotten you that knife,” Neveyah yawned, unlocking the door. “He’s a cop; he should know better than to
give your unstable ass a blade.”
“Don’t
hate,” Jo said. “You want one yourself.”
“True,”
Neveyah replied, opening the door. She
used her foot to push Pretzel back.
“Stay, baby. Stay. Sit.”
Pretzel
looked up at his mommy and whined, but he sat his fat little ass down. Neveyah and Jo looked outside. Down the hall, someone was moving in to
Six-A. The owner of the voice was indeed
an Asian woman of average height, sporting a black shearling coat with five-inch
heels, McQueen from the look. Said voice
was as grating as nails on a chalkboard.
“Break something else, you ignorant
little man, and I will have your job!”
“Hey!”
Jocasta said. “Folks are trying to
sleep, do you mind shutting up?”
The woman
turned and eyed Jo and Neveyah. She
blinked dismissively and turned back towards the movers. Jo looked at her roommate. “Did she just dismiss me?”
“I guess
you’ll need Mary Jane after all,” Neveyah yawned. “I’m going back to bed.”
Next up: Cressida
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