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"Wait here", said Henry.
Walter waited in front of the bank, under strict instructions from Henry, while Henry walked in with a ski mask, gun, and lots of stupidity to rob First National Bank.
But Henry was a shithead to Walter in their relationship.
Earlier that morning, Henry, a putz guilty of many infractures, treated Walter quite horribly one time too many. This morning was the last straw. Henry made a Yo Momma joke.
Henry targeted Walter's mother's disability as the butt of the joke this morning.
However, Walter helped his mother during a time of mourning the night before. It was the most grievous Walter had ever seen his mother. So Henry's attempt at degrading humor this morning was in poor taste. All of his other Yo Momma jokes were, but this one in particular was in the worst taste, so bad that it inspired Walter to finally rebel against Henry, and stand up against him.
While Henry, the idiot, was robbing First National Bank, Walter decided to go for a drive.
He calmly drove away from First National Bank, leaving Henry high and dry sticking up the teller.
The drive was pleasant, nothing too fancy, nor scenic.
He decided to stop along a diner for some breakfast. The waitress was nice and kind to him. He had eggs over easy with pancakes. He even left a tip of thirteen dollars instead of the usual ten he leaves.
It was eleven thirty, and he passed by a movie theatre. He decided to stop off, and go see a movie. Any movie. It didn't matter which one it was.
Two hours later, he was feeling horny from seeing sexy women in the movie, so he decided to visit a massage parlor that was actually a brothel. He paid one sixty for two hours. He gave the masseuse a four hundred dollar tip in advance before the massage started. They began fucking, and right in the middle of it, he suddenly heard a bunch of commotion in the hallway.
"Sheriff's Department! We have a warrant!", said a burly man with state power in the hallway.
The door burst open, and a bunch of Harris County Sheriffs shined their flashlights on Walter with his cock inside of the masseuse. They arrested the massage parlor owner, all the masseuses working there, plus Walter.
After they booked him, he was in his holding cell when a detective from the Robbery division approached him. The detective told Walter about an attempted robbery at First National Bank that morning that went awry. "What happened?", asked Walter. The detective said, "While Henry was holding up the bank, a fellow customer pulled out his gun and killed Henry. Henry didn't even make it out the door, let alone receive any money. Your car, license plate, make, and model were on the bank's security camera. Was that you driving?" Walter said Yes. "Was that you who drove away, leaving your friend at the scene of the crime before the robbery even took place?" "He's not my friend," said Walter, "all he did was make fun of me". "Well, whatever he was, he was your partner in a bank robbery." "Yes, I left him", said Walter. "I'm curious, why did you leave him?", asked the detective. "Because fuck him. That's why. He kept making fun of my disabled mother.", said Walter. "Sounds like a shitty friend", said the detective, "you're better off without him".
The judge sentenced Walter to five years for prostitution, and another five years for being a getaway driver in an attempted bank robbery.
Ten years later, on the day before his release, Walter was killed in prison by an inmate named Henry with a heart tattoo on his arm that read Momma.
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