Street Lights

1. Good Morning To You Too

"Your God is a billboard."

10 pm. The liqour is strong and the bar is loud. Jessie looked Tyrone and stared back into his drink.

"You bored man?" asked Jessie.
"Yeh nigga, ain't you?"
"Yeah man, the fuck we doin sitting around like this dude, I'm bored as fuck."
"You said it nigga." Replied Tyrone. He started to blank out from staring into his drink.

They looked at eachother, then looked back down. It was getting awkward, what were they going to do now? Boredness started to consume them. They were pretty fucking bored.

"Wanna go see Summer?" Asked Tyrone.
"Nah man, you hear man? Her pussy's gettin wider every night." Said Jessie, smirking at Tyrone.
"It is? Shit man...I'll deal with that bullshit later nigga, the fuck we goin to do in the mean time?"
"Fuck man, I don't know, but I'm so fucking bored, I could beat the shit out of random people"
"Shit dude, I'm down if you is,"
Jessie thought for a second.
"Sure man, why not?"

They looked around and saw a rather young, yet muscular guy dressed in a veterans uniform. Jessie and Tyrone made their way to young solider boy. They shouted at him.

"Yo solider boi!" Tyrone shouted sarcastically.
"Wassup solider boi, my motha fuckin homie, it's been so long dawg, how ya been? How's da wife? How's da kids?" Jessie shouted cackling.

Solider boi grew nervous. His real name was really Allec. His palms were sweating and he was confused.

"Oh hey...you..." Allec was getting angrier. He didn't know who the fuck these guys were, or why they were acting so condescending.
"Yo Solider boi, you piece of shit, how you been dawg?" Asked Jessie.
"Actually my name's Allec sir." He said sternly.

Jessie flipped the table in rage and Tyrone lifted up Allec by the shirt and pushed him into a wall. Allec, suprised and in pain froze up from PTSD. In a moment, Tyrone threw Allec to the ground. Jessie laughed.

"C'mon solider boi, get your ass up."
Just as Allec was about to get up, Tyrone stomped on his neck and broke it. Allec began bleeding out. The last thing Allec heard before his face was beaten in was the laughter of Tyrone and Jessie.

'Why me?' He thought to himself. He bled out and died. Jessie and Tyrone kept kicking his dead body and laughing at the dead solider. No one in the bar cared enough to even look at them.