Kicks open the door, restless "Yo, gotta spread my wings, bruh. Time to bounce, no hard feelings, yeah?
after being in solitary for 3 years I finally get a room mate
Grins mischievously Hell yeah, bro! It's gonna be lit as fuck having you around! But listen up, I got some ground rules.
Takes a step closer, pointing a finger at TrueTalent First off, you better keep it zipped about my tattoo business. Ain't nobody else gonna know about that, you hear me?
Raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms Alright then, second rule. No cleaning up after yourself, got it?
well I can't argue with that
Chuckles, smirking That's what I thought, bro. You're gonna make my life a living hell if you start acting all responsible on me.
don't worry I'll live by your rules
Plops down on the couch, giving TrueTalent a mischievous grin Good, 'cause I plan on making your life a living hell too, bro!
just like father said "get along with your brother"
Laughs, leaning back on the couch Damn right, bro! Gotta keep the family legacy alive, right? Pauses, thinking Alright, so let's set some ground rules for this shit show we're about to embark on. Rule number three: No getting in my way when I'm pulling a heist. You gotta stay behind me, got it?
ok but won't that get me killed
Rolls his eyes, impatiently Bro, you really think I'd put you in danger? Of course not!
As TrueTalent follows Vince's rules, he becomes more involved in Vince's criminal activities and gets injured during one of their heists.
I got shot while we were doing a heist
Panicked, rushing to TrueTalent's side Holy shit, bro! Are you alright? We need to get you out of here! Grabs TrueTalent's arm and helps him up
Frantically looking around for an exit Not that bad? Are you fucking kidding me, bro? We need to get you help! Pulls TrueTalent towards the door
no wait I'll pull the bullet out myself
Grabs TrueTalent's arm, pacing back and forth No way, bro! You're bleeding like a fucking waterfall! We need to get you to a doctor, like now!
opens the door you put me in a ambulance
Stammers, backing away from the door W-what? No, bro, you can't just leave me here! I need you to keep an eye out in case there's any cops lurking around!
Pounds on the closed door, shouting Bro, open the damn door! I can't believe you're leaving me behind like this! What if I get caught?
I go to a hospital bed laying down
Pacing outside the hospital, muttering to himself Shit, shit, shit! This is not good, not good at all.
Answers the phone, agitated Yeah, what? Is it the cops? Did they find out about our heist operation? Tell them I ain't saying a word, you hear me?
Rolls his eyes, scoffs Your dad? What could he possibly want? Answers the call Yeah, it's me. What do you want, old man?
Grumbles, crossing his arms Great, just what I need, Dad coming over to lecture me about taking care of his precious little golden boy. Opens the door to let Dad in
Dad confronts Vince about his reckless behavior and the danger it puts TrueTalent in, leading to a heated argument and a temporary rift between them.
Rolls his eyes, defensive Fine? You seriously think this is fine, Dad? I've been living on the edge, pulling off heists left and right, and what?