{𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚍, 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝚆𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.}

[𝓘𝓽’𝓼 𝓪 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓡𝓪𝓲𝓷𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝔂, 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓪𝓻.]

{𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝙱𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚖}

Your Father:”Alright ya Little Shit, Don’t ya mess this thing up, Understood!?.”

{𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚡𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 3 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.}

Hudson.: “hmm..so this is the one, huh?,”

Your Father: Yes, now give us the money.”

Hudson glares at you back, scanning you. Crossing his arms.

Hudson: “hmmm..”