TRASH
You quickly open the window and prepare to make a hasty getaway, you look down, you're on the second floor and while it's not exactly a death drop, you could still fuck yourself up, if you land wrong. You prepare to leap out the window, especially when you hear some foot steps coming up the stairs. You jump and land on your feet and feel that nerve pain shooting through them that's usually associated with landing hard.
"AH shit!" you say, trying to stifle your voice. As you start running away to your truck, you hear a crash behind you. You turn to see Dan, who's landed all wrong! His moaning is then followed by a yelling coming from the upstairs window.
"MOTHERFUCKER! You try to rip me off eh? I got you now bitch!" a figure says and runs from the window presumably to get his gun and finish off Dan.
Well there's only one thing to do. You immediately run back to the house and go through the back door which is still open, you see the dealer reaching for his front door with a shotgun in hand and you open fire!
Three shots to his back. He never knew what hit him. He slumps lifelessly to the ground.
You immediately run back out to Dan, pick his ass up and get in the truck and drive off.
"Mel, you fuckin' saved my life!"
"I fuckin' saved MY life! If I hadn't gone back for you and killed the dealer, he'd probably woulda came after me next! Plus I wouldn't have gotten all that money we stole."
"He's fuckin' dead? Aw shit!"
"Relax! There wasn't anyone around, and even if there was, ain't nobody gonna say shit. Besides, you think the sheriff gives a fuck about a dead drug dealer? We'll be fine."
"No it's not that, he was the cheapest crack dealer I knew! Now I gotta buy my crack from someone else at a higher price!"
You just shake your head.
You divide the money up at your place, taking most of it since you DID save Dan's life. Dan leaves with his lot to go get suitably wasted. You do too, by ordering a keg to be delivered straight to the trailer. Tina comes home to see you indulging in one of your favorite past times.
"Well I see you made something today. How'd you manage to make enough money to get a keg delivered here?"
"(Hic!) Never (Hic!) ask me 'bout my (Hic!) business Tina." You reply.
"AH shit!" you say, trying to stifle your voice. As you start running away to your truck, you hear a crash behind you. You turn to see Dan, who's landed all wrong! His moaning is then followed by a yelling coming from the upstairs window.
"MOTHERFUCKER! You try to rip me off eh? I got you now bitch!" a figure says and runs from the window presumably to get his gun and finish off Dan.
Well there's only one thing to do. You immediately run back to the house and go through the back door which is still open, you see the dealer reaching for his front door with a shotgun in hand and you open fire!
Three shots to his back. He never knew what hit him. He slumps lifelessly to the ground.
You immediately run back out to Dan, pick his ass up and get in the truck and drive off.
"Mel, you fuckin' saved my life!"
"I fuckin' saved MY life! If I hadn't gone back for you and killed the dealer, he'd probably woulda came after me next! Plus I wouldn't have gotten all that money we stole."
"He's fuckin' dead? Aw shit!"
"Relax! There wasn't anyone around, and even if there was, ain't nobody gonna say shit. Besides, you think the sheriff gives a fuck about a dead drug dealer? We'll be fine."
"No it's not that, he was the cheapest crack dealer I knew! Now I gotta buy my crack from someone else at a higher price!"
You just shake your head.
You divide the money up at your place, taking most of it since you DID save Dan's life. Dan leaves with his lot to go get suitably wasted. You do too, by ordering a keg to be delivered straight to the trailer. Tina comes home to see you indulging in one of your favorite past times.
"Well I see you made something today. How'd you manage to make enough money to get a keg delivered here?"
"(Hic!) Never (Hic!) ask me 'bout my (Hic!) business Tina." You reply.
