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Three hours later I'm sitting in a barber's chair at a Brooklyn barbershop. The owner's son, Nick Martinez, is a friend I gained not long after my first week here. Along with his job cutting hair, he's a new fighter at Barbarity so he's been training at 5th Round with me and Johnny. I think he has the potential to become a champ. He's eager and learns fast so I've been thinking of talking to Diego about giving him a contract. We'll see how his upcoming fight goes.

“So what’s got you in here today? Are you getting fresh for your nemesis?” Nick asks me while trimming the ends of my hair. I roll my eyes because like Jefa, this guy has been talking shit about me and Silver.

“Nick. I'm not one of your soap operas so it's none of your damn business.”

His snickering has my teeth grinding.

“Aww, come on Twitch, you know I'm just fucking with you.” He stays silent a moment, allowing me to relax to the sound of the hair clippers buzzing. I feel my mind go quiet until Nick opens his mouth again. “Maybe I’ll see if Silver wants to get some drinks with me sometime. She’s been makingojosat me a lot lately.”Eyes.

I’m about to jump out of this chair and beat the shit out of my friend when I see him fold his hands in front of him, twisting side to side like a little girl batting his eyelashes. Instead of ripping his throat out, I bust up laughing.

“You’re a fucking clown you know that?”

“Well, then,chamaco.”Boy. “What are you getting fresh for then, huh?”

I roll my eyes as I reply, “You make it sound like I looked like a fucking hobo an hour ago.” I see his brows raise in the mirror like he’s saying,Yeah, you fucking did.

I flip him off, causing him to chuckle. “There’s a party for Blanca this weekend, you want to go?

“Ay, you make me blush. Of course I’ll be your date but, Twitch, you didn’t have to get all pretty for me.”

“You’re. A. Fucking. Clown.”

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