Donald Trump sold me 4 kilos of fent behind my local Wendy's. I hid the stash under my bed and just a few weeks later I started to smell a dead body. I looked under my bed and realized the monsters under my bed overdosed on the fent and died because of it. Or at least that's what I thought because after thorough examination, the autopsy revealed that there was no fent present in the system of the monsters and they actually died from a concussion after I was smashing Nate on the bed so hard that the bed frame nearly shattered but the force was still strong enough to give Nate the sorest Hemorrhoids and the monsters a concussion. However, because I reported this incident, they discovered the fent stash under my bed and I could've faced 4 years in federal prison. But just before the sentence could've been ordered, my GOAT Donny T bailed me out for being his loyal customer. But then he placed me back in prison because I exposed his drug operation.
Game's a solid 8/10, pretty good.