User blog:MichaelDiaz101/Michael's a Junior part 9

The Next Day, 11:56 AM
The blinds were thrusted open and Michael covered his eyes. It felt like the light was burning his skin and he went under the covers to cower from it. He groaned and Jack just laughed. "How's that hangover?" He asked, a smirk across his face. Michael was stumped, Jack had just as much, if not, more alcohol consumed then Michael and he looked happy and ready to start the day.

"Come on Milky Milk," Jack said as he started trying to get him out of bed. Michael just sighed. "Just leave me here to die," Michael joked, before pulling the covers over his face. "Well, there's a problem that you should be aware of, dude." Jack said. Michael took the covers off his face and sat up in the couch, he looked over at him again and nodded.

"The Townies got a weapon shipment last night, Baseball bats, fire crackers, fucking paintball guns," he went on to explain. That's weird, where the hell would they be getting all this equipment. Maybe from the G.S. Crew. "Edgar doesn't know that I went into his little supply warehouse on the docks. That place is filled, I thought that you should hit them up." Jack recommended. But he needed some firepower if he was going to run in their head on, and he'd be all alone with no backup, Jack's not much of a fighter.

"Shipment's similiar to this have been coming in for some time now, I actually borrowed some there's some Paintball Guns and Fire Cracker's out back if you're interested." Jack insisted.

"Well yeah I'm interested." Michael brought up, "You think I'd run in there with no weapons, how about I run in naked?!" Michael joked.

TO BE CONTINUED!