24: DATE A WAITRESS

"Hold on man, what the hell? You want to kill someone for real!" one of Alonso's friends stopped him from firing the gun at Andrew.

Andrew hadn't noticed anything, he was in the kitchen singing softly as he did his work. He wanted to be able to finish his work well.

Alonso took his friend's hands off him as if he were disgusting. And after handing the gun over to his bodyguard he sat down to wait for his order.

"What's your name boy?"

"Ah! Sir, my name...ah, I-I'm Andrew."

"Yeah, nice..." Alonso's voice vibrated in the air, was so deep.

*If I can't kill him at least I'll humiliate him so much he'll want to kill himself* Alonso was still irritated as he frantically waved his foot.

Andrew returns with the pizzas, gives them to Alonso's friends, and rubs his hands together as if he had done his duty.

Alonso was looking that upset, got up, and started pushing everyone out of the Pizzeria.

"Fuck off! We ain't paying for that shit. Fuck him, we already got what we wanted."

"Pat, pat, pat!"
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