I always wake up at 7 am on the holiday. What i always do for the first time that day is saying good morning to him. I made my own breakfast, and checked my phone. Still there's nothing. I check my phone everytime, and i have to face the fact(more) that there's still nothing. I can be disappointed everytime, or everyday but i felt very selfish. So I just keep it undercover, no one knows my disappointment, no one knows about my selfishness. About 1 pm he answered my good morning.
After that day, or another day. Get disappointment is my daily habit. If I don’t get disappointment in a certain day, it might be he’s care about me or I don’t really give a shit about him. Sometimes I feel really weird, how come somebody that never care about you and used to disappoint you give an immediately and better response when you ask him. I wouldn’t say that person is better than him, I don’t want to compare them. I know if I did this, someone would got very mad at me. Maybe I’m just too tired. To give someone our first priority when they don’t.
Even though he was working undercover for the Louisiana State Special Crimes Unit (L.S.S.C.U.) Clyde Thibodeaux still pulled both triggers the on the sawed off double barreled 12 gauge instantly turning the three wannabe gangsters into a red and grey pulp. Thinking to himself a phrase from somewhere “If(more) you got to kill every motherfucker in the room 3 inch magnum 00 12-gauge will get it done, accept no substitute!” Smoking these three fuckers didn’t even phase Clyde it was just another day at work. No matter if it was for the State Police or the old gangster Mr. Tueur he didn’t care he just wanted to get his father “Blacky” out of debt with both sides. Contemplating on how family obligation weighed him down “Killer Clyde”, as they call him on the streets of New Orleans started to look for the stolen money.(less)