>You shake it off and look back at the half dismembered prius
>These guys didn't kid around
>You check the time one the phone and see it's 3 in the morning
>You yawn and rub the sleep out of your eyes
>Johnny comes through the screen door leading to his office holding a strongbox
>He sets it on his desk and opens it up, pulling out stacks of bills
>After counting a certain amount he shuts it and walks over to you
>J: "Alright, here you go kid. 7000 bucks, now get out of here."
>Your eyes light as you take the money and start counting
"I never had this much money before in my life."
>"And you're not going to."
>The dealer reaches over and snags a couple of bills off you
>"I need my cut."
>After you get done counting you see he took $800 which seemed fair
>"And another two for scaring the shit out of me last night."
>You happily pull out two hundreds and hand them over to him
>"Alright then, let's go. See ya, Johnny."
>You thank Johnny and head back to your car with the dealer in tow
>Inside you fold up the stack and stuff it into your pants
"Thanks bro, i needed cash bad. Pretty sure i got fired."
>"Yeah. So what the fuck was it with that fatass?"
>You hear someone knocking on your window
>You see Johnny standing there and he motions you to roll down the window
>J: "This is your car?"
"Yeah?"
>You're not sure where this is going but Johnny has a weird look on his face
>J: "You know the cops are looking for it right?"
>The dealer almost freaks out next to you
"Why are they looking for my car?"
>J: "Were you near the corner of Jack and Shit yesterday?"
"Yeah."
>J: "That little stunt you pulled got some attention. They got your car on surveillance cameras at the starbucks."
>Fuck
"Fuck"
>J: "Yeah, fuck. So c'mon, get out. I'll take this one off your hands too."
>You try to find a way out of not ditching your car, but you can't
>Regretfully you get out of the car that brought you to this city
>J: "I'll give you another five hundred if you want, but you ain't driving this car out of my lot."
"Alright."
>"How the hell are we gonna get home, Johnny?"
>All three of you are standing in the rain but no one cares
>Johnny looks over his shoulder and shouts back at one of the musclemen inside
>J: "Hey Pookie!"
>The smaller of the two steps out of the car
>J: "This boy needs a new ride. You still selling yours?"
>He nods his head and goes out through a side door
>You watch him exit the garage and go out into the darkness where the floodlights don't reach
>A few seconds later two bright LED lights peer through the night and you hear an engine roar to life
>Pookie rolls up next to your car in a suburban
>J: "He's selling it for three G's and it's got a clean title."
>Pookie comes around the truck and tosses the keys at you
>Pookie: "It's three G's homes. You want it or what?"
>You don't take too long to say that you do and pull out your wad
>J: "Just give him 2500, I'll give you what your cars worth in credit."
>You do what he says and actually feel a bit relieved
>This truck will fit the girls easier at least
>Once your done paying you take out your crap from the trunk, mostly clothes and your tire iron, hop in your new truck and drive away
>On the drive back home you keep quiet
>The dealer found a hat in that prius and thought it was pretty cool
>Now he was wearing the fedora of your sub-basement prisoner and smoking a joint
>You kept your mind and eyes on the road
>The rain really picked up in the hours you spent with that dealer
>The lightning and thunder completely stopped half an hour ago leaving you with almost zero visibility
>You were pretty sure the streets were deserted but still felt uncomfortable
>"Hey, yo."
"What's up?"
>"How come we never kicked it before?"
>You stop at what you think is a stoplight, the grid went out
"Oh, just. Work i guess. I'm not really a party kind of guy you know?"
>The dealer nods his head and fusses with his new hat
>"I'm gonna put a feather in this bitch and open up a stable."
>The irony isn't lost on you.
"Hey, you never told me your name."
>"So?"
"Okay."
>You keep to yourself until you come up to your block
"I wonder if there's any room out front?"
>"Just drive around to the back."
"But isn't that where the landlord parks?"
>"I'll deal with his bitch ass."
>You do what he says and turn the corner
>You drive down the alley and find a parking spot in the empty lot behind all the buildings
>It was little more than a gravel covered patch of land overcrowded with weeds and vegetation
>Large cement blocks like highway rail guards dotted the outside of the lot and the limbs of the trees stretched out over you forming a canopy that blocked out sunlight in the day and rain now.
>Turning off the car you both make your way to the back entrance used only by the landlord and repairman
>As you walk, a rare flash lights up your surroundings and your eyes fall on the second door just a little further down
>It was boarded up with plywood, and the bushes had all but overtaken it
>You pause for a brief second and wonder pointless what-if scenarios
>You dismiss them with a single thought
>'Nobody's used that door in years.'
>"Hey, you comin or what?"
>The dealer cries out from the door he's holding open for you
"Yeah. I'm coming."
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>A few minutes later you finally close the door behind you and breathe a sigh of relief, taking everything out of your pockets and tossing them on the couch
>It was over, for the most part
>You still had a sperg in the basement, but that was part of the plan
>You were just too tired to think straight anymore but you were sure you would use him for information before letting him go
>You take a step forward and hear a crunch
>Looking down you find a pair of glasses you were sure didn't belong to you
>You toss them in your garbage bin on your way to the shower
>Your clothes were sopping wet and so were you, if you didn't hop in now you were sure to catch a cold
>You spent most of your just standing there letting the hot water wash over you
>Once your done you dry yourself off and walk naked to your couch
>There was a dirty old pair of jeans from last week laying on across one of the arm rests
>Foregoing underwear you strap them on full commando and fall facefirst into your couch
>Before letting blissful sleep overtake you, you open one bleary eye to check the time
>4:45 AM
>School starts at 7:00
 
End of Day 5