The next night
Big Sexy made his way out of the house to head to Subway to get himself a sandwich. He
locked the door to his house and hustled down the steps whistling, still holding his keys in his hand. He made his way around the corner of his house, to get his car in the driveway and ran into two dark figures about ten feet away from him. He couldn’t tell who the people were. But he could tell that both of them were holding baseball bats. Both of which Big Sexy had no intentions of going up against, if he had any say so in the matter.
Big Sexy’s survival instincts kicked in and he pulled his handgun from out of his waistline. He went to point it at the dark figures as they moved in on him, but someone crept up behind him with a baseball bat, ready to swing.
Thwop!
“Uhhhh!” Big Sexy
