Nine

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Drag Me to the grave!
Feel the blade of a broken promise Carvin' wounds in a waste of conscience
I alone have the will to fight it
Save my demise!

Jake Pitts POV

We were back in Canada to work on tracking Andy's vocals. Once we landed in Canada we got off the plane and were escorted to our hotel. We decided to go to sleep and not go to the studio for how late it was. I got up the next day to hear banging on my hotel room door. When we wake up the next day we end up getting ready to go to the studio so Andy can track his vocals for one of the songs we have to keep going with. Once we stepped out of the hotel lobby we had to walk 25 minutes away to get to the studio in Vancouver Canada.

CC's POV

After we show up at the studio Bob walks in with three different people one of them looks like Lonny. "Ceese?" Andy asked as I didn't answer him. "Christian?" Jake asked raising his voice as I still didn't respond. "Christian Coma!" Andy raised his voice as I snapped out of my trance. "Huh, what?" I asked Ashley as he stares at me. "Ceese have you not been paying attention to the conversation?" Jake asked as I giggled silently. "Cee this isn't over!" Jake shouted as I ran down the road with his phone.

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