Two people talk over each other in a heated argument, each insisting the other is lying. One claims they were hit with a bottle and sprayed with mace, pointing to orange residue on the wall. The other denies everything and keeps asking about a phone.
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She put her hands on me. Did you hit me with a bottle? You're lying.
You're—
is you lying? Hit me in my head with a bottle? Oh my God, you ain't hit me in my head with a bottle? Well, you ain't hit me in the head with a bottle? Like I said, she literally— I didn't. Go get my phone.
What happened? What's in the phone? Go get your phone. You really lying? Go get your phone. May May, did you hit me in my head with a bottle? I didn't. You did not hit me in the head with a bottle? No, I didn't.
She literally come in my room and maces the whole room. It's literally orange on the wall. You literally It makes me too. I'm not lying. Okay, so I'll make you again. You hit me with a bottle. And what you talking about? I did not, bro. Do you ever lie on me? I'm not lying.
I'm going to let you go back. Got me.
Okay, you got me. No, you are lying.
Yeah, I'm so that you can see it.
And then bye to you too. You mad? Yeah, you're not even talking to you. You're mad.