There I was sitting in the back of the taxi heading back to my flat with the stuff I had bought just looking out the window as we made our way through the traffic. Just then my phone went off it, was Steven.
"Hi mate how are" I asked him. "Not too bad." Head hurts tho." was his reply. "What can I do for you" I asked. "I wanted to ask a favor of you where are" he asked? "Just pulling in to my street now" "You know I will help if I can." I told him trying to reassure him. "Can you call me back when you get in to your flat I don't to ask you when you are in a back of a cab" he said. "Sure give me 20 mins and I will call you" I told him. "Cool speak to you then." he said and hung up.
I wonder what is wrong I remember thinking before the driver turned round and said "We are here mate". I got out the taxi and made my way to my flat.
What I didn't know was across town at the bar I had left not that long ago sat three people laughing at a plan that they had put in motion which would give me a very interesting evening.
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