"Bzzt Bzzt! Wake up, fat ass."
Franklin laid half-awake on his couch with the iconic Swimming Pools song playing, a Lamar kicked the arm of the couch.
"Huh...? What the hell you want, Lamar?"
"I rang yo muthafuckin' ass SEVEN TIMES. Did you watch the news?"
"Unlike you, I have a life."
"Whatever."
Lamar flicked on the television, as Franklin peered over the balcony. Smoke arose from the center of the city, a small speck to Franklin.
"Why the hell is there smoke?"
"Can I show yo ass?"
The television was flooded with graphic images of burning fire and ascending smoke, all coming from the new Blume Tower in the Mile High Club building. Periodical explosions bursted from the tower, as LSPD choppers flew overhead.
"Goddamn, man...and that's the new Blume crib too!"
"You know what that means, nigga? No Internet! Start hustlin', as that's the only thing you can do now before you shoot your own ass from boredom."
"Nah...I know a guy that can hook me up with some tech. Name's Lester, creepy mofo."
The ash and smoke floated over most of the city like a choking haze, stretching from the boundaries of Vinewood all the way to the beaches of Vespucci. All day, fire engines and police sirens blared, as police choppers and emergency response helicopters flew high in the sky. Many citizens and tourists hacked and coughed from the smoke, trying not to breathe it in.
Aiden watched the spectacle from his new apartment in the Eclipse Towers. The smoke lightly floated underneath him like an ocean, spiraling and twirling like a ballerina.
I didn't do this. Even if I wanted to, it would be apparent that I did it...
Oh God.
Aiden sat, thinking hard about who did it. He was quick to cocnlude that someone had framed him; but who? Blume wouldn't waste so much money burning their enw tower to blame him, and all of the police thugs back in Chicago had no influence in Los Santos. The Chicago South Club seemed like the best answer, but they could only order hits on him from Illinois; not burn a multi-billion dollar tower to frame him.
As he sat thinking, an intrusion into his phone occured. He quickly grabbed the phone, and traced the location. It bounced to and fro across the island, before settling in another area of Los Santos.
A hacker with a username "LestyLikesBooty".