Breaking Yeezys
Scene opens at a Nike shop, this like old guy is helping this 8 year old put on some nikes. That guy is Walt, our protagonist. Walt is all coughing and stuff and the manager tells him to like stop couging cause its mad gross and he is getting old people germs all over dem fresh kicks. Walter tries to respond but he can't be heard over the music in the store. Five hours pass and the store closes. Walt rides home on his blue razor scooter, clenching a midnight release flyer for some shoes called "air yeezys". Walt rides into the driveway, does a cool tailspin trick, and parks his scooter and proceeds to walk on into his home. Walter sees his family at dinner and rushes to sit down. He cracks a joke about how they are eating toasted poptarts again but no laughs, because they are indeed eating toasted pop tarts for dinner. "how wa wa was wor dad?" Walter junior asks, Walter's son is stricken with teen angst and cerebral palsy. "Fine son" Walter responds, waiting for his pop tart to pop out of the toaster. "Bitch I can't live on pop tarts for the rest of my life, when you getting a real job?" Walters bitch wife skyler shouts from the other side of the table. "Sweetie", I made $27 today; we order a small pizza next time" Walter replies softly in fear of his wife who clearly wears the pants in the relationship. "nah fuck that noise hoe, fuck dat, Walt you need to get a real job, you cant expect your family to live off 27 dolla, I need to get my nails did, I can't get my nails did on 27 dolla." "Real talk, tomorrow you goin out to watch my brother in law at his job, he's a counterfeit shoe agent, he makes that good money, he drives a Mazda. "Yes honey" Walter mumbled back. Dinner ends and before Walter goes to bed he is coughing in the bathroom, he coughs heavily and blood starts to come up, the sink look like pms session just went down. Walter quickly cleaned up and dreaded telling his family of his possible sickness.
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SCENE II BEGINS
It's a counterfeit shoe bust, Walter is riding shotgun in his brother in law hank's Mazda Miata (aka the gayest car in existence), riding on 24inch rims. "Hey you see that Walt, me and the boys gunna bust this sweatshop its gunna be like pow pow, just like that time I hit a stripper with my car" hank laughed, hank is always a enthusiastic man because he doesn't eat toasted pop tarts for dinner. "haha" Walter tries to laugh but he is still down in the dumps from dinner last night. "These guys are making a new type of shoe in there, they are called the air yeezys, shits sell for like 1000 bucks for just one shoe not even a pair! Who really needs shoes that expensive, are you guys selling these shoes at the Nike store in the mall Walt?" "Yes" Walter grumbled thinking of the people who are lined up at his place of work right now, and have been for over 2 months. a CEA(COUNTERFIET SHOE ENFORCEMENT AGENCEY) agent waved for hank to get ready for the bust. "alright that's my cue" Hank opened the door of his miata which made gay sound, because those cars are mad gay, and proceed to move into position ready to breech the door. The squad kicked door the door "freeze bitch" hank yelled and shot a worker to show he was shuttin this ish down. Walter, still in the car, was like mad bored and started to look at the sweatshop building and noticed a man jumping out a window. The man ran past Walt's car "Jesse?" Walt said shocked noticing that this man was a former fellow coworker at the Nike shoe store Walt works at. The man ran off and time passes and Hank returns. "hey Walt look at these" hank points to a raggedy counterfeit pair of shoes." "They were cookin some counterfeit airyeezys in there!" the shoes were all ragged and the color scheme was off. It looked nothing like the majestic 4 color shoe that Kanye west made with Nike. Walt examined the shoes and thought since he was such a good Nike employee he may be able to cook shoes himself, and better than these pieces of junk. Walt chuckled, and tweeted some hood lyrics.
The next day Walt looked up jesses addresses in order to confront him with his new shoe idea. Walt found the house and rode there on his razor scooter. He did a sick grind and then parked that ish. He walked up and knocked on the door. Bang bang bang he knocks, "yo bitch who bitch is bitch it bitch" a voice yelled from within. "It's Walt, Walter white" Walt replied "yo mr white bitch sup bitch" the door opens up showing Jesse, think like young guy mid 20s kinda drugged out. "hey Jesse do you have a minute" asks Walt "yeah bitch I bitch have bitch a minute bitch" Walter came in the house and the two chatted for a little bit before Walter felt like popping dat question. "Jesse, do you know anything about air yeezys?" "Yeah bitch them shoes is the shit bitch, I bitch was bitch just bitch cookin bitch dem bitch at these sweatshop that just got busted bitch." Jesse replied excited. "Well how about we start cooking them? What do you say Jesse, think about it we have such great knowledge of shoes and you have already done them, even though they look like burnt pop tarts instead of shoes." Walter asks and jesse thinks for a little bit "nah" Jesse replies "oh ok" Walter then thinks "okay well if you don't help I will tell the cops you have been cooking counterfeit shoes." Walter says in a cocky tone. Jesse now trapped thinks about his options and then agrees to make a batch of air yeezys.
The two get on Walter's scooter and pop a sick wheelie an go to target to buy all the ingredients. Sudafed, a pair of a basic shoes, construction paper, animal hide, bootleg wool and a bunch of other stuff I can't list because I don't want you making illegal shoes. The two rides back to jesse's house and rush to the basement, eager to start working on them tasty moist scrumptious shoes. Pretend a montage was happening now with lots of laughs and giggles where they make them shoes because I need to get back to studying and cant keeping writing this. The shoes were done, with the intellect of walt and the previous skills of cooking from Jesse, the shoes looked identical to real air yeezys. The bland grey color, the random glow in the dark bottom, the pink tongue, then the orange inside. All of it was exactly like kanye west wanted. Walt and Jesse went upstairs to have a 4loko, both tired and sweating from all that hard work. "Well bitch what bitch do bitch we do bitch now bitch?" jesse asks out of breathe, "we start to sell these jesse" Walter responds with maniacally laughter.
And like imagine headstrong by trapt was playing or fergioulicous by fergie as the scene fades out
CH1 END.