Not my circus, not my monkeys

My brother's been getting irritated with his friend lately because he didn't want to give my brother money for giving him rides to work. It's our mom's car, though, so if anything, the money should go to her or towards her car.

His friend is also a 47 year old homeless man(he told my brother he was 35), and they're only friends because he said he'd sell my brother medical marijuana. He doesn't have a medical marijuana card, though, so he can't even obtain the stuff to sell it.

Now I'm just waiting for the inevitable shit to hit the fan because my mom said that if they cause a scene, they'll both be out since neither of them are on the lease.

Honestly, I'm just hoping I'm kept out of it if they do get kicked out. I never agreed for either of them to be living with me. Especially not the random homeless man. I also find it ironic that my mom insists I have a fear of men(and it's a reason I'm trans), specifically black men(childhood trauma reasons), but yet there's a random black man living with us, and I've been left home alone with him a few times.

Also, for the record, I don't fear men of any race. I fear spiders, wasps, and pretty much any type of insect or arachnid.