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Me and Noah are now in Reek's car, him and Reek in the front and me in the back. We're outside of an expensive looking hotel.(?) After we talked when we got home Reek set up a deal for us. The plan was for me and Noah to go in and steal some old ass car from the garage of the hotel, take it to some spot and sell it. Seems a bit sketch with the lack of details if you ask me but I trust Reek not to get us into something that could get us killed.

Noah and I went into the house and changed our clothes. Him wearing a bomber and some jeans. Me wearing my ex from high school's letterman, hey he never asked for it back and the jacket is cool, with a white crop top underneath, black jeans, and my air force 1s.

 Me wearing my ex from high school's letterman, hey he never asked for it back and the jacket is cool, with a white crop top underneath, black jeans, and my air force 1s

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Noah keeps looking around out the windows and moving in his seat uncomfortably. All his moving makes his clothes rub against the seats and to be quite honest his making me nervous.

"Yo Noah chill out bro stop moving so much. Shit man, you making me nervous." I tell him

"My bad i just feel like somebody watching us bro." He responds

"Hey yo, you want one?" Reek asks referring to the twizzlers he was eating

"No! I don't want any candy" Noah says annoyed

"Shit, I do." I grab the bag from Reek's hands before he could answer. As I start to eat one I realize it's a little stale. I would usually say something about it but I choose not to this time. I take one more out the pack and give it back to Reek as he turns to Noah.

"You gotta relax, man. Your energy is throwing off my chi, and I get it. I was nervous my first time too, but you might wanna do some breathing exercises or something, look at me." Reek says. He starts taking weird deep breaths in and letting them out even weirder. At one point he sounded like air releasing from a tire. I look at him dumbfounded and unimpressed, as he looks incredibly stupid.

"My man, my man, my man, my man." Noah interrupts Reeks' stupidity. Thankfully, because I was about to slap him in the chest.

"It's just.... we ain't never done this before" I finish Noah's statement. Reek turns to look as i speak sighing after i finished.

"I know that but those rich cats in there? They give a ton of paper to charities every year to make themselves feel better. Hell, if you look at it from a holistic perspective, we doing them a favor." He sticks his head out the window like an idiot.

"Hey, yo, you're welcome!" He yells

Me and Noah both drop down in our seats. Both of us scared that someone was actually paying attention to Reeks annoyingly dumb antics.

"What are you-?! Stop! What are you doing?!" Noah scolds. As he talks I look around out the windows of the small car just to make sure Reek did not draw any unwanted attention.

"This ain't about to affect their pockets at all. And it's about to be easy as hell." Reek tries calming us down. Like I said, try. The more we sit in this car the more anxious I feel. Quite frankly Reek and his stupidness isn't making it any better.

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