Mr. Wong’s Curios: Dragon’s Tail Ring (Part 1)
Fuck everything. Seriously. Fuck school and all the pieces of shit in school. All day, I’d put up with their shit and now I didn’t even have any money since that tool Andre and his crew took it. My mouth still stung when I moved it. That punk ass Andre had hit me while his boys had held my arms, then he’d taken all the money I had on me except for the change in my pocket. Whatever. I’d just have to sell something. I looked at the stores as I walked by them, but they were all chains and shit, with cameras and those anti-theft things up front. I needed something low key. Then I saw it, “Mr. Wong’s Curios.” Looked like an old antique store, definitely not a chain and if their sign …