Red-sidded Worstthrust Chapter 3

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Chapter 3
Bobby's POV

"How'd she know?! This isn't fair, I planned it all out just for that little, red, money monster to leave!" I kick the metal trashcan next to me. I yelp with pain and hold my foot as I hop on the other. Suck and Swallow have heard me and come to both of my sides. They start to hold my waist until I swat them off. "This isn't the time! Get me an ice pack before I shoot both of you and use your organs as icepacks!" Both of the boys leave me as they giggle to the fridge, I am surrounded by stupidity.

Next Day

As Suck and Swallow massage me I get a notification on my phone. I open it to see I have an email from Donovan. "What does he want?" I question. "I don't know sir b-" "It was rhetorical, Swallow!" I open the email and he asks to meet me at the same place and the same time today. I push both boys off me and start to walk to the location. It isn't too far from my current dwelling; the dumpster compound. As I reach the location I see him by himself. No car, no Bryce, no anything. Did he walk 2 miles that quickly? How?!

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