Today was like any other day after a killer drinking party people said Creg had a drinking problem but he didn’t think so. Creg found himself passed out in his living room at 666 Finch point. He was thinking man that party last night was crazy. Creg looked at the clock it was ten o’clock and he had to be there at nine. Creg said to himself damn I’m late for work he got up and tripped over a mountain of empty beer cans and vodka bottles. As Creg was walking out of Finch Pointe on his way to work at the Smart Pac he saw a all black van that he didn’t recognize down the street coming his way. He figured it was the people that he owed gambling money so to avoid that situation he hide in the path that goes to the park because the guys he owes money to said they would end him if he didn’t have their money when they saw him again. While walking behind the back of the stores to the Smart Pac he say one of his homies from grove st. and he said wats happnin CJ and kept it moving. Then Creg got to work and all most got shot because a guy was trying to rob the place but wasn’t good at it and got scared and ran away Creg said to himself damn this is going to be a long day.
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