Baby Best

Baby Best

Posted on January 4, 2021 at 10:59 am by Chris Kostoff

(The sounds of a breeze cuts into the TV. The camera slowly opens up to a slightly sunny morning, trees bend slight in the wind. You see him sitting in a chair on a deck over looking the scene. The man known simply as Kostoff looks up and smiles.)

Kostoff: The DeNucci tournament. A fine time for all. This week kicking it off I get to step into the ring with someone that I have a past with.
Kostoff: Yes little Best, we have locked horns many times in the past. Hell boy, you carry the weight of your old man on your shoulders because, fuck we all know how much people hate me.
(Kostoff grins wider.)
Kostoff: Especially me. We both know I have done grave danger and harm to your family and let’s be honest sport, I’m gonna do the same to you.
Kostoff: Fuck a tournament boy, I am gonna step into that ring and don’t give a fuck about winning a match or this fucking thing, I only give a fuck about hurting you. Hurting that stupid fucking family name again, and again, and again.
Kostoff: I always find it funny that people don’t get that I do this for fun. I got more money than fucking God himself so money means dick to me. I live the way do because I enjoy my easy life. I live the way I do because I enjoy my peace and fucking serenity.
Kostoff: But now, I am back. I am back to fuck shit up and move on. If it through your bitch ass, so be it. You tried to kill me once boy and look where that got ya? Nowhere.
Kostoff: I am still here and til my last mother fucking breathe I’ll be a thorn in your side and your daddy’s side boy.
Kostoff: See ya soon baby Best.
(Scene drifts to darkness as Kostoff sits back in his chair.)