Overconfidence

Matt slowly came to, as he did, he realized that he was laying face first down on a cold stone floor, the first thing that passed thought his head was a certain pop-culture reference

‘Don’t do drugs ‘mmnkay… my fucking head…’

As his head ached something fierce, Matt attempted to stand up only to realized that his hands were bound on his back

‘Well this certainly something and there’

Matt deployed some bone spikes to easily solve his issue before he stood himself up in the cell, he realized that he had been far too overconfident when he conducted his solo drug bust, though his shattered knee and wrist seemed to have healed somewhat doing he was high as a kite and his subsequent sleep, however long that had been

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