Rodger Staver
Rodger thought of where they could get stuff for it, what was needed again? He couldn't remember almost anything so he would have to question it at a later time for David. "And I know the perfect place for that, come on lets go!" He sounded like a little boy. The place he was thinking of was more or less a strip club or the bar right next to the place, if David wanted to go to one or the other. Well the bar wasn't right next door the the strip club, but more or less it was.
Rodger drove in front of the club with the bar a few or more doors down. Both were probably playing that... Techno, dubstep or whatever that s**t is called, party music. "Which place?" he questioned David as he, himself, really wanted to go to the strip club. But it was David's choice to, since he was the broken mess not too long ago.
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