I spend most of my time with video games, or chatting with friends online. About my social life, Im what most people refer to in the closet when it co...mes to my sexuality preferences. I usually talk a lot when I feel that others are listening to me. I used to joke around a lot and played pranks on my friends once in a while, until I found out I was gay. Most of the guys jokes had gay references, and I felt insulted by them most of the time. Mom says puberty changed my attitude… She doesnt know. “Huh?” I said.“I paid cash for it. You owe me, but just for the car,” he said.“Huh?” I said.“A thousand bucks. You can afford it. You’re making more than me with your disability added in,” he said. I nodded.I was impressed. The fifteen-year-old Chevy, a 1978, short-bed had a few dents, but nothing too bad. The seats inside weren’t too stained either; and it, the inside, was otherwise clean. A thousand bucks? I already had five-grand stashed at the credit union. I’d be paying the man off. They ended up back to back. He then took a rope and tied their thighs, knees, and ankles to each other so that when he was done, they were dangling from the ceiling, bound tightly together. Then he left the room, shutting the door behind him. He went to the bitchs room and opened the door. She was crouched by the back wall, her knees up to her chest and her head on them. She looked to be asleep. He took a deep breath as he walked in, and he could smell nothing but clean. He quietly walked. He remembered the envelope still in his pocket. He had forgotten it during the flight. He had been too busy catching up on his sleep. He opened it now. It contained a business card.The card read: "James Prudhoe, of Carruthers and Prudhoe, company law solicitors." Then in smaller typeface: "Legal essentials for companies based in London". Sye placed the card on a small coffee table in the middle of his room. Time to wait, again. He switched on the room's TV, to catch up on the day's.