bankruptcy

Jimmy staggered into the house to meet his angry looking parents. He smiled gleefully. “Hey pops!” he said loudly and quickly held the wall for support.

From the wide smiles on his face, anyone could tell that it wasn’t just alcohol. He was high on molly as well; a substance that makes me people happy for no reason.

Mr. James Queen sighed and folded his arms. “Seriously son? We are running out of funds and you are spending what you have left on drinks. Look around you, there are no more maids or security details because we are unable to afford them anymore, yet you go around spending thousands at night clubs. What in the name of God should we do with you?”

Jimmy burst into laughter immediately, he fell to the floor and quickly staggered up like a drunk. He made his way to the couch and sat down.

“Relax Dad, I didn’t drink much, not like I could afford more than three bottles. You know what? There are so many fake people in the world, can you believe my old friends wouldn’t even let me