>standing outside gamestop
>wonder why I have no money to buy games
>don't even want to look around inside
>whip out my last cigarette
>smoke the whole thing
>head buzz
>walk inside all dizzy
>sit down in one front of one of the games racks
>manager tells me to leave
>cant get up, might get sick all over the place
>manager calls for assistance to get me up off my fat ass
>they get me up, getting sicker by the second
>approaching the cashier, about to heave
>start hurling all over the floor in front of two other people
>make a conscious effort to get behind the cashier
>cashier freaks the fuck out, manager still trying to hold me back
>still spewing all over the store
>manager is yelling for help
>still fucking spewing, regretting eating all those fucking noodles at this point
>drank too much too
>I finally let go of the counter, manager and that other employee finally manage to get me outside the store
>get manhandled outside, wrestled and thrown onto the sidewalk
>manager goes back in, employee follows after a minute, cant handle the stench radiating off my body
>cop sirens approaching
>struggle to get up, head still spinning
>make my way to the back alley
>hide under a stack of cardboard boxes and newspapers
>hear footsteps a few minutes later, yelling, cant make it out
>silence for a few minutes
>start barfing again under all this pile of paper and shit
>it wasnt even a cigarette, it was my last joint