(𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙)

Cook and I met up with Freddie and JJ before anyone else arrived.

"Oh, hey, Bri," Freddie said, "What's up?"

"My cock hopefully," Cook said, making me roll my eyes.

"I'm still upset. I'm never going to a brothel with you again," JJ said.

"Huh?" I said, "Brothel?"

"Long story," JJ said.

I shrugged my shoulders as everyone else started to come over.

"This is the guy you're going to be helping out tonight. Bri-Bri, you smell like horse shit," Effy said, looking at my tennis outfit and a messy ponytail in disapproval. I waved to the guy whose name was Thomas before responding to Effy.

"It's called sweat and body odor, Eff," I said.

"Here, take this. It'll help mask the smell of said horse shit," Cook said, tossing his sweater at me.

I caught it and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Thanks?"

The plan was to help Thomas get 300 quid by selling 13 ounces of weed that was in his bag to the partygoers.

Naomi then walked over to us, much to Katie's dismay, "Hi, sorry I'm late. I couldn't find a bus. Heard someone needed a hand?"

"Yea, you like giving hand. Don't you, Naomi?" Katie laughed, but I decided to defend Naomi.

"Wow, a great one, Katie. So great that I forgot to laugh," I said.

Then Emily spoke up, "Fuck's sake! She didn't kiss me."

"Yes she did. She practically jumped-"

"I kissed her! I was drunk, and someone gave me MDMA, and I felt like fucking kissing someone. Satisfied?" Emily blurted out.

"Satisfied, yea! It'd be even better if you showed us," Cook sniggered.

"Shut the fuck up, Cook. You promised me a party. Where is it?" Effy said.

Cook then pulled off the grates, only to reveal an underground party. We went down and started selling the weed. Together, we made 295 pounds.

"Good job, Thomas!" I said as we finished counting up the money.

"You all are such good people," he smiled. But our victory was short-lived. Johnny White and his henchmen, or whatever the fuck you call it, came out of their cars and walked over to us. The same guys that we encountered at that party we crashed.

"Didn't I tell you I'd kill you if I ever saw you again? I believe this is mine," he said, taking the necklace that Cook had on.

"You're just an English pussy cunt," Thomas said. Fuck.

"You heard me, I'll fight you myself."

We went back to Johnny's flat and Johnny said what would happen if Thomas lost, "You are my gimp forever. I take all your money, beat you and your mates to a pulp, and my boys rape all the women."

The girls and I gasped, and I held on to Eff's arm for dear life. One of Johnny's boys pulled out chili peppers, the hottest ones on the planet. Thomas swallowed the whole thing and just sat back and laughed.

"Delicious, my mother grows these in our garden, and we are forbidden to eat them, but boys will be boys, and I am a very naughty boy," Thomas said, causing us all to laugh. Johnny took another pepper and shit himself. Looks like Thomas won.

We went back to Thomas's flat to celebrate. We smoked weed, drank, and danced to the music. Everything was going smoothly, until Katie, Emily, JJ, and I spotted a woman and two children at the door. Must be his mom and siblings. She also saw Pandora's tits and Effy and Cook making out. I spoke barely any French, but whatever she was saying, I knew it wasn't good. We had to leave before his mom called the police. She also decided the family was going back to Congo. Poor Thomas.