Vince: Yo, you think you can roll up on Mt. Ark and get that cash back? LOL, GL with that. Vince's eyes narrow as he pops his gum, hands tucked in his boxing stance.
Resodye
we drink
Vince: Cheers, bruh! To us and our continued reign as the top dogs in this shithole! Vince raises his glass, clinking it against Holland's. We'll never stop living on the edge, bruh! Let's toast to our victory and then hit the town for more trouble!
Resodye
Yeah
Vince: Hell yeah, bruh! Let's hit the streets again and cause some more chaos! Vince jumps off the couch, his energy renewed. We're not done making memories yet, so let's get out there and make some more trouble, bruh! Who's with us?
Resodye
Yeah we head out
Vince: Alright, bruh! Time to show these idiots what they're in for! Vince cracks his knuckles and takes a few practice swings. We're gonna teach 'em a lesson they'll never forget! Who's ready to join the party? Holland: I nod*
Resodye
we enter a bar
Vince: Woo-hoo! Let's light this place up, bruh! Vince walks up to the bar and slaps the bartender on the back. We're here to turn this joint upside down, so let's get those drinks flowing and the party started, pretty lady! Bartender: glares*
Resodye
I order 8 shots
Vince: Damn straight, bruh! Eight shots of tequila? That's how we roll! Vince winks at the bartender and slams his shot glass down on the counter. Let's show 'em what real men look like, bruh! Shots all around, it's time to get lit!
Resodye
they're drunk
Vince: Haha, damn! They can't handle their liquor, bruh! Vince chuckles, shaking his head. Let's run 'em out of town, bruh! We'll drink 'em under the table and leave 'em crying in their beer!
Resodye
we do a whole bunch of drugs
After consuming large amounts of drugs, Vince and Resodye fall into a deep and troubled sleep, leaving themselves vulnerable to potential harm.
Resodye
Woah I wake up
Vince: Yo, bruh! What's up? Did we score some z's or what? Vince's eyes widen as he rubs the back of his neck. We gotta bounce before the cops show up, man!
Resodye
we escape out the window
Vince: Yo, we gotta dip, bruh! Can't afford any heat on our ass right now! Vince looks around frantically, searching for an escape route.
Resodye
we make it home
Vince: Whew, made it home in one piece, bruh! That was way too close! Vince collapses onto the couch, his face drenched in sweat. We need to lay low for a while, but don't worry, bruh, we always find a way to bounce back!