Thief With A Bike ~ Krii7y

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He was right, that Lambo was hella sick, being painted a bright red, and full carbon fibre fairings. It looked every bit as sleek as one would imagine.

"Smit probably has one at home." Eli commented. "Nothing out of the ordinary for him."

"I don't have a red one." Smii7y huffed. As if that justifies it.

"Is it blue?" John asked.

"Technically it's off-white with chameleon paint over it." Smii7y looked towards John. "Im sure you'd understand when you see it."

"Is that a promise?"

"If you want it to be."

Eli and Tyler had already moved on, so John took that as his cue to take Smit, and follow.

"How much did that that cost?" 

"What, the Lambo, or the paint job?"

"Both."

"Uhm... Its a Revuelto, so it started at..." Smit pulled out his phone.

"Wait, how did you get your greedy little hands on a 23 Revuelto?" John looked towards Smit. he never ceased to amaze.

"Eh, just offered to try one of the first manufactured, turns out I can drift cars just about as well as I can pop wheelies."

"Good lord."

"I spent 610.2K for initial costs, and about 1k on paint and add ons, so... 610.4K, or around there." 

"What the actual fuck?" John stopped and stared at Smit.

"Wut? It's not that much."

"NOT THAT MUCH??? What even is your balance??"

"Uhm.." Smit looked back down at his phone.

"20.4M?" 

"WHAT?" John yelped, he knew Smit had money, but not that much.

"What?"

"How did you even-." John was cut off.

"Oh sorry, 30.7M, I miss clicked." 

"Smit."

"What?"

"Thats insane."

"Yeahhh, Im not a billionaire yet though." Smit kept on walking, Now Eli and Tyler were waiting for them.

"You have big dreams, Smit, Although I can see it." 9 years of fame, and 30.7 million dollars? he might be a billionaire at 30 years old. 

All that from nothing.

It was wild to think that Smit had nothing before, and now he had more than the majority of people.

and John was his friend.

"Hey John."

"Yeah, Smit?"

"I got something for you when we head back." Smit said quietly. Promising.

"Is it the titanium exhaust system?" John chuckled.

"No, something much better. I got you more than a part of a bike." John could sense Smits smile.

"What is it? my birthday?" John giggled. That got Smits attention quickly, new tactic for the future, John made a mental note.

"No, just spoiling you." Smit mumbled.

"You're sweet." John said, and Caught up with the others, who were confused as ever. John couldn't blame them. 

The rest of the walk around went smoothly, with sly remarks by Eli, or Tyler occasionally, and Smits usual goofy, and sometimes downright offensive jokes.