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Rule 2: Make Some Fucking Friends

Rule 2: Make Some Fucking Friends

As my eyes slowly closed, and I came closer to death, I heard a sound that sounded like a heartbeat and I knew that a chance for me to live to see another day was real and that it wouldn’t be an easy task but with hope as my main motivator I knew that I would do it.

So I looked around for something, anything that can be used as a way out of this rut that I found myself in and only one thing stood out to me a fucking Hooters gift card, a strange thing to find in an alley but compared to the weird shit I usually find this gift card was a godsend and trusting my memory and instincts I walked to the nearest Hooters which wasn’t that far away but it still took a decent amount of walking to get there.

And when I got there, I looked into the window, and I discovered it was damn near empty. I only saw two people inside. One woman who looked to be in her late 20s in the classic uniform Hooters is known for and a younger teenage boy who looked to be about 17, the same age as me coincidentally enough.

I could also tell from their body language that the teenager was sad and that the woman was most likely trying to comfort him, I guessed from their closeness to each other that they were siblings but then again I could be wrong and she is trying to groom him and get him into her basement so that he can be her sex slave, so far I’ve only heard of male pedophiles trapping young women in their basements, so if this happens I will be surprised.

But pedophile or not, I am hungry and I will do my best to get food, usually in restaurants. I just stare at a person until their conscience gives out and they buy me some food, but this time I was too hungry and impatient for all of that shit, so I simply barged inside the front door and interrupted whatever the siblings or maybe pedo and future victim were talking about.

“I’m sorry sir, but we are closed for today.” The waitress said her back turned away before she turned around and looked at me with sympathy on her face. She was about to say something else but I interrupted her.

“Please, just give this starving homeless boy something, anything to eat.” I said getting on my knees and acting my fucking ass off, desperately trying to pull all of her fucking heartstrings. It also helped that I was as desperate as I was making myself look.

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“I meant to say we were planning to go to a nearby buffet. However, since I still have some things to finish, my brother will take you there. I will be inside by the time you arrive, and you can eat to your heart’s content.” The waitress said, surprising me, and her brother too because he turned around so quickly I’m shocked that his neck didn’t snap, but he exhaled a breath and said.

“Alright, get off your fucking knees. I might have gotten out of a bad relationship with a girl but that doesn’t mean I switched teams, so here take this bag.” The boy said with frustration in his voice before he threw a medium-sized bag at me and I got off my knees and placed the bag on a table to see what was inside.

“You should find some clothes in there that don’t make you look homeless and yes, they will fit, ‘cause you look my size.” The boy said while I searched the bag, I found a lot of clothes with a price tag still on them, grabbed the first two things I saw which happened to be the cheapest clothes there which were a black shirt and sweatpants.

I thanked my intuition because I didn’t think he would appreciate me wearing his most expensive clothes and so I went to the bathroom to change, after some fumbling about I was finally in some new clothes, Just as I did when I got new clothes, I quickly discarded the old ones.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and reflected on what happened I couldn’t believe that I had new clothes and the gift of going to an all-you-eat buffet because of a Hooters gift card, oh yeah, I didn’t have to use it but I also didn’t feel like throwing it away so unlike what I usually did with the others gifts San Luperto gives me, I kept the Hooters gift card with me as a good luck charm, but as I was putting it in my pocket, I heard the young boy.

“Oh my God, is there a fucking makeup kit in there that I didn’t know about? If so, then maybe I shouldn’t have let a girl like you in the boy’s restroom.” The boy said, frustrated and most likely pissed off, so I quickly got out of disgusting bathroom and gave my reply.

“I may be a lot of things, but I am not a girl and I don’t want to be compared to one.” I said, making myself as clear as possible and after a small stare-down, the boy relented.

“I’m sorry, you just caught me at a bad time. Now come on, let me make it up to you.” The boy said, leading me out of the Hooters and we went on our way to the buffet.