March 19, 2019
Donny had met Roger French once. He had sorta met him. He didnít like Frenchy. He didnít need a reason for not liking Frenchy. There were plenty of others who didnít like him. Donny waited for Frenchy one day. He wasnít sure what he was waiting for, but he knew it was something. He smoked a longish butt he had found, inhaling the smoke as he waited. When Frenchy came out and got on his bike, Donny got on his on and followed him. Passing him he suddenly punched his fist out knocking Frenchy off his bike into the street.