Karma’s Payment

 *Door opens*

*T.J. walks in and stumbles over onto the couch*

*Tony looks up from his laptop*

Tony: T.J., what’s wrong?

*T.J. lifts his head*

T.J.: Long day.

Tony: That bad?

T.J.: Yeah.

Tony: What happened?

*T.J. groans*

T.J.: My truck broke down when I was driving back from Osaka. I hadn’t slept in two days, so I have been taking Choko Balls to stay awake.

Tony: How many?

*T.J. holds up eight fingers*

*Tony’s jaw drops*

Tony: That many?!

T.J.: Yeah.

Tony: Damn! What happened next?

*T.J. sighed*

T.J.: I couldn’t get my truck to start up again. So, some guy came along and offered to help. He seemed okay. We talked for a little bit. He said he could fix my truck, but his tools were back at his place.

Tony: Tell me you didn’t…

*T.J. hung his head*

Tony: You didn’t!

T.J.: I was desperate.

Tony: Okay… So what happened?

*T.J. put his hand on his forehead and sighed*

T.J.: I went back to his place to get the tools. We didn’t talk the whole. It wasn’t that far away either.

*He frowns*

T.J.: That’s until we got there. Oh buddy…

Tony: What happened?

*T.J. sighed*

T.J.: We got his tools. But then, he started doing speed and he started to scare me. I ran out of their as fast I could. I made it back to my truck and called a tow truck. As I was waiting, I got jacked in a really bad way. I could tell you, but it’s a long story…

*He collapsed back onto the couch*

*Tony nods*

Tony: Okay…

*T.J. groans into couch*