Friendship, Money, and Deception: A Tale of Borrowing and Betrayal

Hey, bro, you think I could borrow like 500? I’ll give it back to you next month or. Or like, here. Why you never got money on you, bro? Because I’ll be taking care of people. Who the hell you be taking care of? Me? Nah, bro. Get the hell out of here. Just. Just give me my money. Oh, hell no. You’re making this weird, bro. You made three hundred twelve thousand, six hundred forty three dollars and thirty seven cents last year. How the hell do you know that, bro? Doesn’t matter how I know that. When Billy asked you for money, you gave it to him, didn’t you? It’s cause Billy actually pays me back, bro. What? I will not pay you back. You just said no. So I’ll take two steak tacos, please. You want anything, bro? I don’t have any money. Come on, man, you know I got you. Go ahead. Let me get 46 steak tacos, four steak burritos, six steak tortas, three orders of the cheese quesadillas, two churros. And you’re gonna get me anything to drink? Or can I get a large horchata too? No ice. They try to cheat you on the ice? I’m not gonna lie, man. I’m gonna need you to send me money for that food. I got you. I got you. Hold up. Oh, I got. It’s called. Hello? What? No, no. What’s going on, bro? What’s happening? They hacked my bank. Your whole bank? No, no, Just my account. It’s at zero. What do you mean it’s at zero? It wasn’t hacked. Huh