It was March 2018, so during tax season. It was also Saturday, so none of Brett Ingram's (Rockybado) friends had to go to work on this crisp morning. It was a beautiful morning in New York City, but not everyone wanted to be awake. Brett was sleeping pretty soundly at 8:30 in the morning. He is a CPA, and his plan was to assist one of his friends with his taxes. This friend was expecting him at his apartment at 9 am, and he lives on the other side of Brooklyn. It would be beyond difficult for Brett to actually wake up, get ready, and be at his friend's place by that time at this point.
Brett was lying very comfortably on his stomach. He was exhausted from the busy week at work, and he was hoping to get at least a few more hours of sleep than normal.
His phone started ringing, and Brett slowly woke up from that. After a few fumbles, he put his phone to his ear.
"Hello? Brett answered his phone sleepily.
"Hey, Brett. It's Mac. Did you forget something?" Mac questioned.
Marciano Salvatore, Mac for short, is someone that Brett's friend and roommate, Byron Lewis, introduced him to. Mac is one billion percent Italian. Brett is a quarter Italian, with the majority being English, and some Irish, Greek, German, and Polish.
"What do you mean?" Brett questioned.
"Um....my taxes. I'm only free in the morning. I have a gig for a wedding later this afternoon, and I can't do much else after that," Mac replied.
Brett jumped out of bed and attempted to run into the bathroom. Little did he know that someone was in there, and he ran into the door.
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