diego had always been a trouble maker. he gave his parents a harder time than he probably should have, but at the time it was blamed on him being an unruly teen. though now their excuse, now that he was twenty one they began to say he was just a problem child. the rest of his siblings were perfect little angels. they were all off excelling in school, and diego was a high school drop out, and never even considered college. he worked odd jobs, construction, painting houses, repairs--anything that would make him cash fast while he wasn’t making money dealing.
currently he was in a local church, patching a hole in the ceiling that was created from some water damage. he hated places of worship, always had. his mother was religious and even she gave up on taking him to church to try and turn him around. “um, where’s the guy that runs the damn place?” diego asked the guy near by, arching a brow. “or are you the one who’s going to be paying me?””
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