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oliver
ye i had a normal friday i was volunteering at the alcohol supports service then some guy kinda stood out to me, you know what i mean someone you sorta feel sorry for. He spoke about how he went on a night out and woke in the same clothes and backpack in a ditch, he didn’t remember a thing, most defiantly alcohol related. I felt for the poor lad I’ve been in that same situation before. i offered him a lift home. We spoke about the usual stuff and how he could call me if he needed a chat. i stopped to get some petrol you know the cars been playing up for weeks dodgy motor. then got bloody caught up in the shop then the geezer behind the counter spoke about how a masked lad took down a huge bank robbery on 6th street, i didn’t really give a damb i just wanted to get to the guy in the car, i dropped him home and then on the way back thats when you started tailing me i looked over to the wing mirror thats when i saw he forget his bag in the car i looked in it there it was everything the mask the money it was him that left his bag in my car it was him that robbed the bank.
3 main plot points:
1) went to alcohol supports class friday and a guy stood out to you so you offered him a lift home.
2) Stopped of to get some petrol and the man in the shop talks about robbery but you don’t really care and want to get back into the car.
3) You get tailed by a car (police) and thats when you see the bag with the money and mask. Plead your innocence.
2) West ham pitch invasion
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