Chapter 69: A Street Gang
The entire group continued walking through the abandoned auto garage. All around them were the rusted skeletons of old cars, stripped down to their frames and left to decay.
They followed the noise ahead, a loud, rowdy group just beyond the shop.
Steven and Joe twitched at every sound, constantly looking over their shoulders like someone might jump out at them at any second.
"Ha! Doesn’t matter anyway," Steven said, trying to hype himself up. "Even if they do rob me, I’m already in minus money, so it’s not like they can take anything else!"
"Man... I hope I don’t end up like you when I’m older," Joe said, side-eying Steven’s oddly proud expression.
"What the heck did you just say? And you’re proud of being a bully! At least I’m not like you, Green."
"And now you’re bullying me!" Joe snapped back.
But the moment their voices got loud, both of them fell silent.
They had just rounded the corner, and now the front of the shop came into view.
The first thing they noticed was the makeshift furniture scattered around the area, chairs and tables slapped together from tires, crates, and broken parts.
A beat-up stereo system sat in the corner, blaring music from an old speaker that looked like it was powered by a hacked-up generator barely holding on.