As Lesta walked to her bosses shop, she couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. She walked into the tattoo shop, only to see everything a mess.<br/>"What the fucked happned, Mike?" She yelled, stepping over shattered glass and pictures that she herself had drew.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff00">"Some fucking gang came up in here and destroyed everything 'cause I didn't give them a free tattoo."</span>He said, sweeping up some of the glass.<br/><br/>"Dear god.." She whispered.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff00">"I won't need you today, we're closed for today, alright?"</span>He said not looking at her.<br/><br/>"Mike did you make a deal with someone?" She asked getting closer to him.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff00">"Lesta if you don't leave I will fire you!"</span>He yelled.<br/><br/>She back up, heading towards the door.<br/>"Fine don't have to tell me twice." She said walking out of the shop.<br/><br/>She pulled out her pack of smokes, pulling one out and lighting it. She walked to her car, thinking of what happened last night. She sat in the drivers seat. She put the key in the ignistion, but the car wouldn't start.<br/>"Fuck!" She hissed.<br/><br/>She tried and tried, but no prevale. She pulled out her phone, no service.<br/><br/>"Mother fucker!" She yelled.