Heart Attack

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A man shall not lie with a man as he does with a woman. It is an abomination. "Abomination." "Stupid head."

So we kept walking, joking. Eventually a sense of night came around and we stopped to eat and sleep. I guess we still needed it. What? Did you think that when we die we become angels? No. We're still humans.

"So what does food here taste like?" I asked Patrick eventually. Then I realized my mistake. He died of anorexia, for fucks sake. Smooth.

He stared at it. "Whatever you like really." Before you may or may not yell at me because ambrosia this is not ambrosia.

I wasn't sure what it was, so how could I eat it? Eventually it turned out to be pudding. (Don't judge. I like pudding.)

Apparently Heaven knew I existed.

There was one extra sleeping bag. Now I know what you're thinking. "Isn't Heaven all white and you turn into angels and never do anything?" Well if that were true, Heaven would go out of busniess. A few years of good deeds for an eternity of bliss?

The Bible glorifies it.

You have to work. You have to make sure you deserve what you get, or they send you down to Purgatory.

No one wants Purgatory.

So we woke up early. However many hours I got, for the first time in years, I didn't have bags or dark circles. Italian skin... I'm getting off point.

So Heaven apparently gives free clothes, because everyone (Even George) was changing. I just wore jeans and a polo. I was tying my shoes when I heard a laugh.

Abby. This was the first she'd even made eye contact with me, and now she was laughing? Nice.

"You can't walk like that. Sneakers? Man, you must have had sucky taste in clothing. Didn't you see these?" She dangled some tan loafers from her fingers.

"Thanks." I felt my face color. "I'm Damien."

"You know me." Then she smiled. "Are you really homophobic?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Dude..." she shook her head, laughed a little, and walked away.

I turned away as she slinked (slunk, slank? I don't know.) Over to Patrick and turned his head to kiss him.

Wow. That was sad. Well I'm so screwed up I know how this godforsaken book ends but I don't know what the next chapter is. >:)

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