this morning #603.

this morning, life in the 603 was getting rough & he finally swore he’d had enough. it was high time to find another area code to occupy. now that he could no longer rely on his mom’s support, he was forced to get resourceful. she wasn’t getting out of prison any time soon & just like that, he’d have to dive headfirst into the wild world of the workforce. he immediately thought of vegas, visions of standing at a blackjack table, dealing cards to bachelorettes & businessmen while the casino lights flashed all around him. he’d hosted a weekly poker game in their apartment for years now. he knew how to deal cards & have a good time. surely that was all the experience he needed.