[ TEXT to Bro-utch] spray paint to cover the cameras?? Fuck it Iâll bring it anyway lol we can just tag shit if not ok comin
And with his bag (already packed) pulled out from under his bed he threw it over his shoulders and joined Butch in the boiler room, a delighted and evil grin on his face.
âSup asshole, whatâs goinâ on?â
            Butch liked to think that he was some sort of deviant mastermind, but in truth, he couldnât have been farther from such a thing. He was a young man who knew nothing about the outside world that simply liked to act as though he was tough as nails. Leaning up against a wall, he waited for his friend to show up. And when he finally did show up, Butch practically beamed.
                       âWaitinâ for your slow ass to show up!â
