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part one: the very old generation the true, untold story of the receptionist guy
as we were all told, jamal killed jeremy at a supermarket in order to win maggie's lobe. which, at the time, seemed like a brilliant idea. however... no one talked about the receptionist. the creepy guy who witnessed everything.
billy, was a kind, simple guy. he was a sixteen year old, currently attending a hydroflask highschool, and was doing pretty well at school. now, as expected, he was to be working at a supermarket for the first time for work experience. this supermarket barely had many customers... i guess the it had its flaws.
now, as billy was doing his first ever shift, he noticed a mexican-like man walk into the store. this was extremely weird, since he was closely following another man, and a woman, who seemed to be his wife.*
billy was slightly confused, but he proceeded to nod and smile at the new customers. the woman gave him a death stare and huffed, before cat-walking into the noodle isle. the male then turned around to the guy who seemed to be following him, and noticed he was in tears.
"wassup jamal? why are you sad my bruda?" this was the last thing billy heard, before the two dissappeared into the small, dark kitchen isle.
i think that you can guess how it all went from there...
billy decided to continue to watch the situation unfold from the security cameras. now you see, jamal had planned to kill jeremy all along. he was sad. he was angry. he wanted revenge. so, he was acting purely with what came to his head first... he hadn't thought his situation out at all.
and it was this that was where jamal's plan went wrong.
billy witnessed all the gore on the security cameras and as soon as jamal grabbed maggie and dragged her out the store. billy could only watch, as jeremy was left in a pool of blood in the shop isle. billy was pertrofied. 'is this how work is like for old people?' he thought to himself.
as soon as another customer walked in and saw the dead drink bottle, he rung up the police, who at this point in time, actually existed. the police force was killed a century later, because, there was apparently, "no need for them".
regardless, the police showed up and decided to take poor, innocent billy in for questioning. the evidence they held against him being, "you didn't call the police about the incident as soon as it occured."
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*all the references to 'man', 'woman', et cetera, just regard the orientation of the drink bottles. none of the things mentioned are living.
