Chapter 5The next morning, Toby and Wayne slept late. They awoke refreshed and feeling good. They ate a hearty breakfast. As they walked up to pay, Wayne handed Toby a hundred and fifty dollars from his wallet.
“What’s this for?” Toby asked.
“Workin’,” Wayne said, looking at him inquisitively.
“But you been payin’ for almost everything. All the Ubers and most of the drinks, our meals. I do got some money, you know?”
“Look, I know you do. The Ubers I’d have taken anyway—don’t cost nothin’ more to have you along. I like payin’ for the drinks cuz it feels more like a date. Here, you can pay for breakfast,” he offered as a concession.
“Bout damn time,” Toby said, smiling and giving Wayne a little nudge in his belly.
Wayne’s phone was buzzing, he pulled it out and looked at the number and
