Animals Page #5

I'm really starting

to feel f***ing sick.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

How much?

- How much?

- 50.

Don't you ask me

about the damn $2!

You take my money!

Keep your hands off me.

Keep your voice down.

You see people

come through the hallway.

They call the police.

You shut up.

I ain't trying to hear that.

You can't hear that

with your deaf ass.

- What up?

- Hey, what's up?

Buttercup's not working?

The f*** you know

about Buttercup?

I'm a regular.

Um, you guys open?

A regular.

Look man, I've been coming

to Buttercup for a while.

You guys serving?

Buttercup got bumped.

Sh*t.

A motherf***er snitched on him.

I don't know anything

about that, man.

Are you...

He knows me.

Um, look, I got money.

Jesus.

This place

is crawling with cops.

We gotta scoot.

This one is higher.

You have to take into account

the height of it...

I see that.

This one's longer, look.

Are you...

Are you joking?

Look at that!

There's nothing in this...

Fine, then I'm picking this one.

Fine. Fine, fine, fine.

Fine, fine. Hold it.

Just...

Can you hold on a second?

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Can you...

That's my stuff.

Yep.

El bao, por favor?

Okay. Okay.

Oh, f***.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

F***!

Come on.

- No, no, no, no.

- No.

F***!

Why would you give him

all of our money

if you don't know who he is,

you don't him,

- you don't if his stuff is good?

- It's not my fault.

F***.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna see

if we have any messages.

No, I can't do a date

when I'm this sick, Jude.

It was your f***ing idea.

Oh, God, you are so

protective of me, right?

"No more dates, babe.

No more dates."

But now that I'm f***ing sick,

you don't give a sh*t.

Babe.

Get you something to drink?

I'm fine.

Beer? Cocktail?

No, thanks.

Water?

Sure.

Oh...

So you...

talked to Frank.

You, um, know the rules?

Yes.

So Frank can come in here

and sit with us

or if you think

that you can behave yourself,

he'll... he'll...

I'll just bring him out

the money,

- and he'll wait outside.

- Sure.

He just likes me

to come in first

so that I can...

check things out and make s-sure

that I feel safe.

So.

Can I cum on your face?

Your mouth?

Can I cum in your mouth?

Well, whatever you want.

Do you like cum on your face?

Um, Frank's gonna be really

pissed if I don't come out soon.

- That's Frank.

- Yeah.

Oh, f... hey!

- F***.

- Go!

- What the f***?

- Go!

What the f*** happened?

God d...

What the f***... screwdriver!

Where's the screwdriver?!

Damn it!

Get the f*** back!

I swear to f***ing God!

I'll poke your f***ing eyeballs!

F***!

God damn it.

F***!

F***!

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Bob?

Bob, what the f***...

God damn it.

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