Gettin' Stacked

"C'mon man, I need you on this!"

KG had been pleading for 20 minutes. I could feel myself drowning in his desperation.

"This is crazy, KG. How many hits you think we can score from robbing a goddamn convenience store??"

"Enough, man. Enough for now. We go in just before closing, they gonna have enough. They gotta have enough."

I could feel my resolve slipping. I hated to admit it - it hurt to admit it - but I needed it at much as he did. Stack had me, had taken me deeper than I could have imagined. I needed a hit - needed it bad.

"Alright man, alright KG - but we gotta do it clean, you hear me? We get in, we get out, we get the cash. We call Rabbit and we get sorted."

"We get stacked."