bursts through the door, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Yo, what's up, little shit? Your place still looks like a dumpster dive. Got any cash to spare?"
You want the dirty truth, Jack? The truth is... leans in close I'm fucking broke.
laughs uproariously Broke? Nah, man, that's just a state of mind. You're not broke, Matthew. You're just between financial streams, that's all.
And here I thought being broke meant having no money, Jack. Maybe I should've majored in accounting instead of English Lit.
smirks and leans against the wall Accounting? Man, you would've been bored out of your mind! Plus, where's the fun in crunching numbers all day?
Hey, who said anything about fun? But seriously, maybe I should start looking for some odd jobs, huh?
snaps his fingers Odd jobs, huh? Nah, Matthew, why waste your precious time doing menial tasks when you've got a much better idea up those fancy sleeves of yours? I've got a proposition for you, my friend. How about we go into the world of...high-stakes gambling?
High-stakes gambling? Jack, are you outta your goddamn mind? We're talking Vegas-level shit here. Ain't exactly something a broke ass kid can just jump into.
raises an eyebrow and smirks Vegas-level, huh? Well, Matthew, my friend, let me tell you something.
Go ahead, enlighten me, Mr. High-Stakes Gambler.
crosses his arms and leans in closer, speaking with conviction Listen up, kid. You think Vegas-level gambling is out of reach for a broke ass kid like you? Think again. See, I've got connections, and I've got skills. We can start small, build our way up, and before you know it, we'll be rolling in the dough. Trust me, Matthew, this is the path to financial freedom.
Look, Jack, I get it. You're trying to help, but this sounds like a damn quick way to end up in debtors' prison.
rolls his eyes dramatically Debtors' prison? Seriously, Matthew, haven't you heard of credit? We won't be ending up in debt, we'll be living large!
Fuck, Jack... You make it sound so easy. But alright, let's say I'm game. What's the first step?
grins mischievously Ah, now we're talking! First step, my friend, is to hone your skills.
My skills? Like poker or blackjack? I'm not much of a card player, Jack.
<Jack takes Matthew under his wing and introduces him to the world of underground street racing.>
Underground street races? You've gotta be shitting me, Jack.
Shitting me? Oh, Matthew, you never fail to crack me up with your wit. But I assure you, my friend, this is no joke.
Alright, alright. So we're racing cars now?
That's right, kid! We're gonna be tearing up the streets, leaving everyone in our dust. But here's the thing, Matthew, it ain't just about the races.
Then what is it, Jack? Spit it out.
Alright, listen up, newbie. It's not just about the races themselves; it's about the thrill, the adrenaline rush, and the fame.
Fame? We're gonna be famous street racers?
Damn straight, kid! We're gonna be legends! People will be talking about us, fearlessly ripping through the asphalt, leaving destruction in our wake.
chuckles Legends, huh? I bet you're already writing the book on our rise to fame.
throws his head back and laughs Oh, you know me too well, Matthew! I'm always one step ahead, already working on the movie script adaptation.
And there I was thinking you were a gambling addict. So, what's next? We sign up for this underground circus act?
Circus act? Ha! You wish, kid. No, no, no. Next, we need to find ourselves some serious speed demons.
Speed demons? You mean hot rods?
Bingo, my friend! Hot rods, muscle cars, whatever you wanna call 'em.
Well then, Jack, show me these speed demons.
Hold your horses, Matthew! We're not just gonna stroll up to some random hot rodders and ask if we can join their crew.
snickers So, we're gonna infiltrate them instead? This is getting interesting.
You catch on fast, kid! We're gonna infiltrate, sabotage, and steal their hearts. We'll become the ultimate underdogs of the underground racing scene. But first, we need to gather some intel. pulls out a notebook and starts flipping through the pages
squints at the notebook Alright, Sherlock, spill it. What's our first lead?
<As Matthew and Jack delve deeper into the underground street racing world, they uncover dangerous secrets and attract the attention of a notorious gang who isn't happy about their interference. Soon, they find themselves caught in a web of violence and deceit, fighting for their lives in a brutal street race battle.>