As the indescribably sting of being fired sets in, so does the misty dark night.
You decide to look for another job and not be useless. You throw on a hoddie and head out. Shops are still open with their bright lights. There's the bodega! You thought to yourself. The best place to get newspaper. Because it's the cheapest and you're not gonna pay no extra dollar.
Plus, you're pretty much broke after accidently going bankrupt to losing a gamble at horses. You need cash fast... "Wassup, my homeboy?"
You look up to the cashier Gizmo or Big GGs he got that name after winning so many times at the downtown casino. You grab the daily newspaper pulling out the spare change you have. "Bro I'm in deep I don't think I'll survive this month's rent..."
He looks down to you "Aye lil man don't worry, if things get really bad you can always stay at my place until you can rebuild yourself. Here..." He takes down three bags of cheetos with an icy cola to top it off.
"On the house lil G, now get out of my store" You nod and go home.
Turning on the lights, a newspaper was already sitting on the table. The adrenaline stopped when grampa came out of the shower. "Hey grampa!"
"Shush boy! not so loud" He cracked his back and opened the fridge. Leaving grampa, you sat on your bed. Grampa sometimes comes to your house when things get a little heated with grandma. Turning on the lamp you start to read the paper.
Construction workers needed... Movers... Nightguard?
Seems pretty good although animatronics? You don't really have any other options. Before first light you skedaddle your way through town...
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