I don't require my twin brother Sunny to steal a car. I don't need him because I'm the best car thief in town.
I messily run my hand through my overgrown hair, making the untamed locks fall over my forehead. I've procrastinated on getting a haircut for too long, and now I'm turning into a sheepdog. Adding to my messy appearance, my jaw is covered in thick stubble. I haven't shaved in weeks.
This isn't like me at all. I usually make sure I look good, taking the time to groom myself before heading out. I've been quite a ladies' man since I found out what my c**k is for, but it's been a whole year since my mom passed away, and I haven't f****d, or had a group f**k or did not had s*x parties ever since.
Wow, it feels like it's been forever. I've never gone this long without having s*x. Recently, I've just not been interested, and I can't even muster the energy or excitement to look for a hookup.
A therapist could say I'm going through a tough time because of losing Mom and feeling abandoned by Sunny. They might suggest it's grief, depression, and maybe some resentment, but I don't want to admit it. I'm simply trying to adapt and understand why I'm feeling so unhappy lately. I'll eventually get through it.
Change is occurring. Life continues...
"Oh man," I ruffled my unruly hair once more - I'm in desperate need of a haircut and a shave. And, for sure, I need a f**k date with a gorgeous slutty woman to celebrate the deal tonight.
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But for now, I, the crook is gearing up for another theft. There's nothing quite like the excitement of a heist to lift my spirits. I haven't swiped any cars since Lev and I took that "Porsche 911 Turbo S" last year. It was the same night Sunny met Serra.
Don't sweat it, man. Sunny is happy. Share in his joy. Serra is a wonderful girl, and Sunny is seriously adorable.
I heaved a sigh and ran my fingers through my messy hair. I could really use something to lift my spirits.
Out shop foreman Mika comes back, grinning, and says, "We received an order yesterday for something long and roaring and very much slutty."
"Sure, I'll handle it. You'll get a fresh vehicle before the sun comes up," I say to Mika.
I can see the excitement in Mika's eyes. They say, "Looking forward to it, boss. Best of luck out there."
I glance aside, giving Mika a quick wave, and then I shove the side door open to the alley. Right there in the shadows near the other building is my ride, a slick black Audi Q8. Advait is driving, and Tom's riding shotgun. These two are my most dependable and trustworthy comrades, waiting for me to finish the deal.
The sun disappeared some time ago, and now it's dark. I check the dim alley for any signs of trouble, and when I don't spot any dangers, I walk over to the Audi Q8. The chase has begun.
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