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Chapter 1: Loose Ends
Carl Johnson in his mind: My brother was just arrested, and know my sister and friend are both dead. I am not sure what to do from this moment on. Should I just run off? Should I continue leading the gang? Should I reform myself? What should I do?
12:08 PM, APRIL 2, 1998, LOS SANTOS INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, LOS SANTOS, STATE OF SAN ANDREAS, UNITED STATES.
Announcer: Thank you for flying with FlyUS! We hope you enjoyed your flight! Have a wonderful day in Los Santos!
Carl: Hey Taxi!
(few moments later, Carl gets in the cab)
Roman: Where do you want to go?
Carl: Grove Street in Ganton.
Roman: On our way. Why do you want to go there?
Carl: I have to check on my house.
Roman: Okay. My name is Roman by the way. I immigrated from Serbia to work as a cab driver here in America. Where are you from?
Carl: I'm from Ganton. I just came here after I took a week long vacation in Las Venturas. I have a house up there. But my real home is Ganton. My name is Carl Johnson by the way.
Roman: It will be a pleasure to take you home.
(a few minutes later, Carl arrives at his home)
Carl: Thanks Roman!
Roman: Remember; call Belic Taxi Express if you want another Taxi!
(a few moments later, Carl goes inside his house)
Carl (talking to himself): Man, so empty around here. Nothing touched. The Nintendo 64 still turned off. Not one piece of bread eaten. Nothing man.
Random Grove Member: GET THE F*** OUT OF HERE!
Carl: Woah! It's just me Carl!
Random Grove Member: Oh, sorry about that. Didn't recognize that. You here to stay?
Carl: Yeah. You can go back to your home.
Random Grove Member: Call me if you need to protect any of your other properties.
(Moments later, Carl decides to go watch some television)
TV Game Show: Ok John, here is your question for 1,000,000 dollars. Who wrote the Canterbury Tales? Was it Geoffrey Chaucer, William Shakespeare, John Addison or Emily Dickinson?
TV Game Show: It's Geoffrey Chaucer!
TV Game Show: YOU JUST WON A MILLION DOLLARS!
Carl: I need to make some friends. I can't watch Who Want's to be a Millionaire all day every day.
7:00 PM, APRIL 2, 1998, GANTON, LOS SANTOS, STATE OF SAN ANDREAS, UNITED STATES.
(Carl picks up his cell phone)
Carl: Hey Roman!
Roman: Ah! It's you Carl!
Carl: Listen, I don't want a cab. I figured maybe we can just hang out, you know? Can you bring your car?
Roman: I have nothing going on anyway, let's go!
Carl: Alright, see you in 10 minutes)
Carl: What's up Roman!
Roman: Hey good to see you! What do you wanna do?
Carl: I figured we might as well eat something.
Roman: HORRAY! I Love the food here! Burger Shot, Cluckin Bell, Wigwam, Well Stacked, EVERYTHING!
Carl: There is a Well Stacked near here. Wanna eat there?
Roman: Of course
(They drive to the Well Stacked Pizza Co in Idlewood Boulevard. It's unfortunately disputed territory between the Lime Families and Ballas.)
Pizza Guy: Hey! My name's Jeff! How can I serve you 2 Napoleon sized dickfaces!
Carl: Hey don't make fun of my height!
Roman: What's wrong with you?
Pizza Guy: Sorry, I hate this job. What the hell do you want?
Roman: I want a small "express sized" box. Give me pepperoni, ham, pineapple, bacon and chicken!
Carl: Same thing here!
Pizza Guy: I'll tell you when your shit is ready.
Carl: What a dickhead.
Roman: Let's sit here.
(A few moments later, Ballas arrive)
Pizza Guy: What do you purple wearing clowns want?
Balla #1: YOU'RE GETTING ROBBED BITCH! GIMME ALL UR MONEY!
Balla #2: AND GIVE US A LARGE PEPPERONI PIZZA!
Roman: Shit, we gotta get outta here!
Carl: C'mon, we can make a quick exit!
Roman: On the count of 3, 1, 2, 3!
Balla #1: Hey!
Roman: Shit! Get in my car!
Carl: STEP ON IT!
(They drive back to the Grove)
Carl: Damm, that was tense shit back there!
Roman: And we didn't get our food.
Carl: Next time, we get delivery.
Roman: Definitely! See you another time.
(Carl goes into his bedroom and watches some CBS and then calls it a night and sleeps)
8:00 AM, GANTON, LOS SANTOS, SAN ANDREAS, USA
(Carl goes downstairs to get eat some waffles)