Apr 3, 2017
@exmortuusest LIKE FOR A PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP STARTER
“Listen to me, you piece of shit burnout.” Numbers willed his tone calm, but each word was spat so slowly and so deliberately that his anger was, nevertheless, perfectly discernible. Understandably, though. He did just have to transport and dispose of a corpse across state lines, all while six-fucking-pounds of kush sat in the trunk. He should have known better than to let Stillo anywhere near his shit.
“If you leave your drugs in my car again, I will shoot you in the back of the head. I will seriously shoot you, Frankie, alright? I'm not having the police search my car for pot and finding a dead fucking body.”