My new Life: Revamp - Troubles with the Russian mob (52)

Fuck, I left my keys in the kitchen.

Yeah, because you're a fuck-dad.

Turn back to the kitchen and maybe you'll be able to smash some ass in the morning.

Wow.

Oops, sorry.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Why aren't you at school?

Forget my car keys, how else would I get to school?

Really impossible to get some goddamn privacy in this goddamn house.

How about using your own damn room?

That's what it's for, isn't it? Shit.

Don't you dare to use that tongue with me.

Leave it alone Jack, he's right.

Fuck both of you, bleh.

Oh, poor fuck-dad.

Sorry, can we talk for a sec?

Of course.

Oh.

What now?

Not available.

Go and take the car, my friend.

We'll get some head in the car, surely.

Or maybe a car accident.

Yeah, you're a fuck-dad.

And it's what you are.

What now?

Oh, that fuck-dad was lying.

What you gonna do now?

Fast battle.

Okay.

What you gonna do and what you gonna see?

Dude, this stuff is fucking boom.

I'll get you straight lit and lifted too.

How much is turning? Running?

I don't know man, this is my prims.

But for you I can give it to you too for 20 bucks.

20 for the whole bag, for real?

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