Hello everyone. CrownZ here on this glorious Sunday morning. I'm getting up pretty early for this today, since you guys want to hear the story on how I started to work here. Well, let's just say that it started in one of the weirdest ways possible, when I tried to steal BlackStar's wallet.
Yes, I know, that doesn't sound like me. But hear me out. You see, I don't like to say this much, but I used to live in a foster home in northern California. It wasn't one that you see in the movies where it's happy and cheerful. It was one of those that I kinda...ran away from. Of course, life on the street wasn't that dandy either. Luckily, and I'm not proud of this, I was a good pickpocket. I would slip in and out without anyone noticing.
Then, there was this one day, about 2 years ago, when I tried to pick this guy who was going down the street at about 10 at night. I slipped my fingers in and, surprisingly, he grabbed my wrist. I look up to see my future best friend looking down at me. Naturally, I started to cry, mostly because I was scared out of my life. Yet, BlackStar understood. He let go of me, took out his wallet, and gave me a 20. I was shocked of course! He started to walk away, but I wanted to follow him. So i did. In just a few short weeks, BlackStar got me a family. Just a modern one. I liked it, and soon enough, we were friends. We live many states away from each other, but our friendship still stands. And, since this week is the 6 month anniversary, I wanted to share this with everyone. Ok, I have to go. CrownZ here, saying "Goodbye!"