Chapter 8 - The Gunsman


*Johnny pulls up to his house*


Johnny's POV: Its 8 PM, sure hope Bubsey didn't miss me, *Looks across the street*

*Johnny looks over the street and sees a UPS truck, with a criminal on the back*

Johnny's POV: I wonder what that criminal will do.

*UPS truck pulls up and the driver marks the delivery and steps out to investigate*

UPS Driver: Hey! You! You shouldn't be on the back of the Truck what are you doing?

Thief: *Pulls out a brick gun* Give me the keys to the truck!

UPS Driver: But.. ill lose my job.

Thief: k, then your gonna lose your life.

UPS Driver: *Hands keys and walks away*


Johnny: Well, that's unfortunate *Walks inside* Ey, Bubsey how are you?

Bubsey: Doing ok, looking for a job, possibly on a cargo ship as a junior sailor, I have to restart from the bottom due to my incident.

Johnny: Yeah... that sucks I guess *Puts on tracksuit clothing to relax*

Bubsey: yeah, sos did you earn any money?

Johnny: Well, I got the uber job ended up serving the Mafia and got 5000 likes

Bubsey: *Drops spoon* 5000 likes? We can bribe a ship and get off of this island!

Johnny: Yeah, but I had debts to repay, and I ended up wasting 2000 more likes.

Bubsey: AW, shucks! 

Johnny: Plus I enjoyed the company of the people there, great time.

Bubsey: My friend, your messing with the wrong people!

Johnny: This street has a lot of wrong people!!

Bubsey: Whad'ya mean?

Johnny: I just saw a man get mugged with a brick gun, this island is full of crime, and Id rather deal with the crime more organised.

Busey: I can help... *smiles*