Toby rolled away from the woman was lying beside him. He stood up and put on his boxers, turning his head to the necked woman beside him. "Hey." after putting on the rest of his clothes, Toby shook the woman, she groaned and rolled over to look at the lengthy boy that stood over her. "I'm going to head out." he mumbled. The woman nodded and rolled back over, Toby shrugged and put on his shoes that we're left by the door. He opened the door and it immediately locked behind him, Toby reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out the woman's phone. She won't miss it..I mean sure she'll look for it and probably realize it's missing but he's just doing his job. If the information needs to be quickly gathered Toby sleeps with the girl, he's not too keen on staying the entire night at there place, but heyyy! Free coochie! Am I right? Toby cracked his neck and got into the truck that was directly in front of the apartment complex. "Hey..." Toby muttered as he sat in the passenger seat. "Eww, your breath smells like ass." Tim grumbled. "Ass I did eat." Toby chuckled. Tim looked at Toby and back at the road. Toby rolled his eyes and look to the back, "Where's your boyfriend?" Toby smirked. "He's not my boyfriend, and Brian's doing a mission. You need to brush your teeth your breath smells like garlic and cum." Tim glared at the road. "It stinking up the car." He rolled down the windows, Toby kissed his teeth and turned his head to look out of the window. "Can we at least listen to some music?" Tim nodded and turned on the radio, some country music started playing. "Fuck me- this shit is asscheeks." Toby turned the nob on the radio to some fuck ass rap song. "Muuuuuuch better" he purred. Tims grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turned white. " It's not that good. You like mumble rap, that kinda rap is shit." Toby rolled his eyes. "At least, I can rap a little." Tim looked at Toby, his eyebrows raised. " Oh really? Rap for me Tupac." Tim chuckled. Toby blinked and tilted his head. "Whose Tupac?" Tim looked over to Toby "You like rap but don't know who Tupac is?! I must be fucking old...." Toby grumbled and faced the window "My mom listened to Christian country music and ONLY Christian music. So, no...I don't know who Tupac is." Toby sneered. Tim blinked and continued driving, "Nevermind, just rap." Tim mumbled. Toby crossed his arms "I didn't say I could freestyle." Tim shook his head in anger. "Rodgers I don't understand how your mom pushed you out her pussy. I would have aborted your ass." Tim chuckled. Toby glared at Tim "Fuck off, at least I have- well had...a fucking mom. If I remember correctly, your mom left you in a trash can?" Toby smiled evilly. "Shut the fuck up fag." Tim slammed on the breaks and looked at Toby. "I hope you kill yourself so we don't have to deal with your bullshit." Tim hissed and got out of the car. Toby also got out of the car his hands itched for him to kill Tim, but the operator would rip Toby to shreds. "Toby, Tim! I stole a Nintendo 64 from this guy-" Hoodie stopped in front of Toby and tilted his head. "What the duck is wrong?" Hoodie questioned Toby. "Your boyfriend is an ass and I hope he overdoses on his pills. " Toby gritted his teeth. Hoodie coughed and continued walking, "Yeah- sure- bye." Hoodie walked into the cabin and put the Nintendo 64 down on the coffee table. "Tim wanna play duck hunters?" Tim glared at Brian "As long as the retard doesn't play, I'm fine with that." He said as he walked over to Hoodie. "I think he'll probably get high or something in his room. He's a horny, emo teen." Hoodie chuckled.
