Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 14:57:57 GMT -5
Coming out of the truck stop Pocketz pulled his cap down so it was just over his eyes... He looked over and saw that everyone was busy doing this or that getting things ready to bring inside. He loved being a scout. He felt worth a dam here on this crew. He used to be a big earner back in his street crew and he was a big earner as a scavenger too. He always, ALWAYS came back from a run with what the group needed. Miller and Stump stepped out behind Pocketz and Dana. Miller and Stump wandered off to do their own thing.. Those guys were his boys. Even for a couple of white boys they handled their shit. Pocketz nodded at them when they said they'd catch him later.
Pocketz: iight dudes! Get some sleep yo, we gotta lot a miles til we reach bell isle ya heard?
Pocketz, Miller and Stump were Dana's personal scout team, and they all drove up in the same Tundra, they were always in the same tundra... Miller walked off to talk to a few of the other scouts, Stump walked off to find out where the food was being set up. Pockets stood by the truckstop entrance watching as a dam fine ass girl came walking up to Dana, throwing her arms around her and sliding her hands in her back pocket. Well if she likes touchin pocketz so much .... His thought trailed off a moment, when he realized; oh fuck they're together! Well shit. He didn't know Dana was into girls... She never had a girlfriend at The Hive, so he would constantly flirt with her hoping one day his charms would work on her, but shit. He didn't know she was battin lefty!
Pocketz: Dam Miss Dana, i didn't know you was like that! *Pocketz turned to Hannah and smiled at her.* Ay! Wassup? I'm Danny, everyone calls me Pokcetz.... If you ever need something while we out on a run or some shit, just holla at me. I'm like that one dude in every prison movie ever. I can get whatever you need! iight Dana, i'm fittin to go chill for a bit. Am i relieved? *Dana nodded and turned her attention back to Hannah* Deuces!
Pockets walked over to his tundra and climbed in the driver's seat. He turned it on and saw the truck was at a quarter of a tank... Well this would be the place to fill up at. He reached over and pressed play on his cd player.... Pocketz loved his music. He about drove Miller and Stump crazy with it, but fuck it. They wanted him to drive all the time they'd have to put up with his music.
Putting the truck in drive and bobbing his head to the upbeat song he remembered thinking. Dam, i can't remember who the fuck sings this song but he's dam talented. He swung the truck around and pulled it up to where the other vehicles were being serviced at by a few of the groups more mechanically inclined... While he waited he looked around for a moment to make sure Dana and Tegan weren't really coming his way then he opened the ashtry in the truck and pulled out a joint... Lighting it up he let his head fall back on the headrest as he blew out a great cloud.. It's been a fucked up couple of days.... He just wanted to toke up and forget being responsible for two seconds.
Pocketz: iight dudes! Get some sleep yo, we gotta lot a miles til we reach bell isle ya heard?
Pocketz, Miller and Stump were Dana's personal scout team, and they all drove up in the same Tundra, they were always in the same tundra... Miller walked off to talk to a few of the other scouts, Stump walked off to find out where the food was being set up. Pockets stood by the truckstop entrance watching as a dam fine ass girl came walking up to Dana, throwing her arms around her and sliding her hands in her back pocket. Well if she likes touchin pocketz so much .... His thought trailed off a moment, when he realized; oh fuck they're together! Well shit. He didn't know Dana was into girls... She never had a girlfriend at The Hive, so he would constantly flirt with her hoping one day his charms would work on her, but shit. He didn't know she was battin lefty!
Pocketz: Dam Miss Dana, i didn't know you was like that! *Pocketz turned to Hannah and smiled at her.* Ay! Wassup? I'm Danny, everyone calls me Pokcetz.... If you ever need something while we out on a run or some shit, just holla at me. I'm like that one dude in every prison movie ever. I can get whatever you need! iight Dana, i'm fittin to go chill for a bit. Am i relieved? *Dana nodded and turned her attention back to Hannah* Deuces!
Pockets walked over to his tundra and climbed in the driver's seat. He turned it on and saw the truck was at a quarter of a tank... Well this would be the place to fill up at. He reached over and pressed play on his cd player.... Pocketz loved his music. He about drove Miller and Stump crazy with it, but fuck it. They wanted him to drive all the time they'd have to put up with his music.
Putting the truck in drive and bobbing his head to the upbeat song he remembered thinking. Dam, i can't remember who the fuck sings this song but he's dam talented. He swung the truck around and pulled it up to where the other vehicles were being serviced at by a few of the groups more mechanically inclined... While he waited he looked around for a moment to make sure Dana and Tegan weren't really coming his way then he opened the ashtry in the truck and pulled out a joint... Lighting it up he let his head fall back on the headrest as he blew out a great cloud.. It's been a fucked up couple of days.... He just wanted to toke up and forget being responsible for two seconds.