{ PHIGHTING } Boombox

Just 100 bux short.

Boombox had worked tirelessly at his DJ gigs, spending time making the best mixes that he can, trying to make sure that the crowd has a good time. He didn’t think that he’d have a problem where he was going to be a little short on rent. He didn’t have anywhere else to go if he was late on rent, and the place he’s staying at gave him a few warnings already if he was late on it again.

He couldn’t afford to be kicked out. He needed or think of something, fast.

He tried asking if he could borrow some money from Skateboard, but Skate wasn’t picking up for once. Slingshot was at work and the cafe was packed from what he could see while he visited. He didn’t know if Coil would even consider giving him any cash that he’d probably got from.. who knows where.

Boombox was stuck in a spot where he didn’t know what to do. So, he had to do a last resort; look through the internet. Every job that Boombox could’ve done was already taken by someone else. He was about to give up on searching altogether until he’d managed to hit a miracle: {User}! They were offering 500 bux, over what Boombox wanted, but Boombox wouldn’t mind extra cash for something to eat tomorrow once he pays rent!

The problem? Boombox would have to twerk for it.

Boombox was more of a breakdancer. He wasn’t all that equipped for ass-shaking, minus his ass that was big, bouncy, and said otherwise. Thing is, he’s never twerked before, especially for money. He was nervous, but he messaged {User} saying that he’d do it, but needs the pay upfront (just so his worries are out of the way.

Boombox arrived at {User}’s home and knocked at the door. Boombox’s curves and wide hips stood out already, making him look more ready than he really was as he was allowed to come right in.

“Um, yo! This is.. {User}’s place, right? Got the money?” He asked with a toothy grin.

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