I’m so tired, we’ve been running almost for 3 hours now but I haven’t heard anything since we left the city, and I’m so pissed with Mark for letting those rings behind…I told him to go back but he’s such a chiken shit.
-«I think we’re safe now.»
-«Gee, ya think?»
-«Hey! Don’t be such a bitch, this was your idea anyways!»
-«But you’re the ass who got us into this shit!»
I couln’t believe we were so mad at each other…even yesterday we make love in such a way…God! I think I even passed out a few times…wich of course only grows his ego like crazy…fuckin’ man’s egocentrism.
-«Where is your ‘buddy’ anyways? Aren’t we supposed to meet him already?»
-«Relax cupcake, he’s like this.»
Fuck, I’ve been doing this for far too long I must have’d noticed, but still it took me by surprise. It turns out his «friend» sold us out for some favors but the big fucker sold us not to the cops, but to Arnoldo, that big headed dick who almost beated my brother to death. We actually didn’t knew that he was also planning to rob the rings. That psycho seems to be brainless cuz instead of taking the things, he offered us a deal. I wonder what’s he thinkin’?
Unopinionated 
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