Death At The Party
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
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CONTINUED: 69.<br />
ADDAI: (cont’d)<br />
you jou domstuk bak! Plus my family<br />
comes from a long generation of<br />
farmers.<br />
JAKE:<br />
Where’s there any grass in the<br />
middle east Addai!?<br />
Jake and Addai proceed to argue back and forth<br />
DEATH:<br />
Alright! <strong>The</strong> both of you’s...like<br />
goddamn,ya made your points.<br />
JAKE:<br />
Hey Bro! don’t be using god’s name<br />
in vein.<br />
DEATH:<br />
He’s a relative,I’m sure he doesn’t<br />
give a fuck...Listen! we’re heading<br />
to the most important event that<br />
has ever happen in my miserable<br />
life.This...this will be the first<br />
time that I even get to be in the<br />
same room as any and every popular<br />
kid at Rollins High and of course<br />
Sarah! This will be my last<br />
opportunity to a least have a<br />
conversation with her...Hey! I’ll<br />
even take a statement...so if you<br />
guys wouldn’t mind. Can you chill<br />
out on the arguing...please?<br />
ADDAI:<br />
Hey D! I didn’t know it meant that<br />
much to you and I’m sorry man.<br />
DEATH:<br />
Hey it’s cool dude<br />
Addai and <strong>Death</strong> exchange a handshake<br />
JAKE:<br />
Hey I’m sorry to homie,you know all<br />
I wanted you to do is have a good<br />
time...You know this!<br />
DEATH:<br />
I know man<br />
Jake grabs death shoulder to insure him<br />
(MORE)<br />
(CONTINUED)
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