Do any of the girls grab the pendant? If yes, then who?

The pendant falls on the black woman.

Chapter 3 by Berk92 Berk92

Once the pendant abandons my clumsy hand, it flies through the air in a quiet arch. And by some comical coincidence, it ends up falling right into the black woman's rack, the pink quartz sinking between her generous tits while the chain bounces sideways against the meat, then slides forward until it remains hanging over the bodice.

"Hey, don't do that!" The petite Asian squeaks, immediately grabbing the black woman's chubby arm in a protective way.

"Did that nigga just-" The black woman stutters, staring at her chest in disbelief.

"Is this creep out of his goddamn mind?!" The blonde wails at me as if I just stabbed her friend.

I can't help but chuckle at their reactions, finally enjoying a moment of personal gratification after all the shit I've been through.
But that moment doesn't last long, and I'm already regretting the fact that I just threw away my mom's inheritance only to vent out at some random bitches on the street. However, a man has to keep his pride, even someone as pathetic as myself. So instead of lingering while I'm being verbally assaulted, I do the only sensible thing, which is flipping them off and then immediately walk away, focusing all my brain power into keeping what remains of my dignity.

Walk straight, I tell myself, head up, don't wheeze; and for the love of god, don't stumble. Don't give those bitches the satisfaction. If you wanna drop dead, do it where they can't see you.

But then, all of a sudden, a very unfamiliar feeling irrupts into my head: a vibration, that gets more and more intense every second. It makes me blink, dazed, confused; and it's immediately followed by a vast ammount of heat. It quickly pushes away the dizziness; and in less than 4 heartbeats my legs have stopped, my eyes are so unfocused I can't even see what's in front of me and all I can hear now is a deep rumble, so wide and overpowering I almost fail to register the loud female noises coming from my back.

They sound alarmed...

...but I don't care anymore.

Everything feels so dull. Even my legs.

Wait... I can't quite feel my legs... or my arms.

Oh shit, I think I'm falling forward...

Before I can feel my face hitting the concrete, my consciousness fades to black.

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