The Fellow Gent

ding. George passes a room full of green plants that will get you higher. A Shirtless Latino guy, covered In tattoos taking buds off one of the many plants. In the doorless

e scooping white powder Into brown packaging. George carries on walking, pleasurable moaning becomes more apparent, as he takes a peek into the last open room, just before he gets to the door he needs, he sees a naked woman riding a guy on a bed, she is

as just walked past. His name is Tomas, he Is wearing a grey suit, sitting at

ng "Who the

a Fellow Gent, called Flames, is strangling him with cheese wire. Now the reason why he is called Flames is simple really, he likes to burn shit down, but also he wears a

ning all, hows i

sed all In black with black shades

ho, listen Tomas shut your lard ass up, also while y

ile George walks over to a wooden chair, that is

lames "You can d

desk, while Flames swings the strugglin

le saying "Not wh

r splat, pedestrians screaming at the ma

nger, spits flings from his mouth

shades down to the top of his nose, he puts

es, he pushes his shades

o the real reason why I am here, as you may of

y, responds saying "Yes, s

ng "Don't you hate p

chins wriggling as he is trying to get up but is s

did know something,

this isn't getting

one in his chest where his heart Is, the other between his eyes, he slumps over the desk, blood seepi

ith his machine gun, right between his eyes. His body has soon become lifeless, thudding the ground, twitching. *Back to normal motion.* The panicking screams of the topless ladies

s look to see if there Is

hrough the loose papers, the ones that are still readable, not blo

g shops window display, with three stylish mannequins, the fourth Is getting sorted out by a lady, which I would presume works there, Luke catches her eye, they smile at each other, he turns crossing the road, between two bus stops, he puts his hand up as a t

says "Th

of people walking around, going about their business most of them wearing suits, bankers, Im sure some of them are what rhymes with bankers, snobb

the homeless man, Luk

. Quick maths for ya. So he finds that number to try the key, the metal slated door, opens, if the metal box didn't open, I would presume he would of tried seventeen. He slides out the box, placing it on the table, sitting down on the chair to sieve through the contents. There Is a credit card, with Luke's name on, with a transparent piece of paper, you know the ones you get sent from t

oint. Luke's checking the balance on his new card, he types in the pin while double checking with the slice of pin coded paper. He clicks the balance button, the amount exceeds having It In number form on the screen

do you mind just double

beeps, asking on the screen "Do you need more time?" Luke obviously clicks more time, the balance come

he responds "10 millio

responding "That is what I thought i

'No' to the machines request to give more time, he

k you, enjoy yo

the city's center, Luke on the other hand goes back into the ban

ting breakfast, can't beat a good old café full English mate, especially after a hangover or arriving in a different city. He walks around the tables to the counter, looking through a doorway, to a chunky short fella, In gru

er up as he shouts through t

voice responds "I jus

as well as tending to the rest of the breakfast,

lp yourself I thought it

he counter as he star

asking "How's

wo other full English breakfasts in his hands, maneuvering around the the counter too tables to t

they both say,"

the chef responds "

the kitchen to finish

et, placing a fiver in the chefs hand, as they shake. George says "Don't wo

aying "Just let me

eorge takes a sip of his coffee, as he walks over to a table in the center of the café to ca