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"Don't Pete, you could be killed!" Patrick exclaimed.
Pete turned to him doubtfully. Patrick stepped back; Pete's height slightly scared him.
"We are both dead anyway Patrick." He sighed heavily, both in annoyance and fatigue. He had been awake all night because of Ryan crying at the lightening, although giving him milk seemed to shut him up for a while.
Pete continued to head out the goddamn door.
"Stop!" Patrick said abruptly, placing his hand firmly on Pete's chest. "We still have hope."
Pete pouted.
"Fine, I'll stay."
"Thanks Pete."
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"But do you think they will remember us Patrick?"
"Yes Pete. For centuries."
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A short story ~ Coconut coconut sharks in the water
RandomThis title is a tøp song, but it also has nothing to do with the story. Soz.