"hello?"
"hey Jacob"
"hey shanae"
"jake there's something I have to tell you"
"what's wrong are you okay?"
"no actually i'm in the hospital right now"
"you're what???"
"jake i'm dying I have cancer"
"so wait a fuckin minute lemme see if I got diss shit figured out you come to my house have sex with me then wait til the day after to tell me something like this?"
"please don't be mad Jacob"
"the fuck you mean don't be mad shanae?"
"please I just need you to understand I knew it was the last time I was ever gonna get to be alone with you or anyone ever again and I wanted it to be special...I wanted to die in peace"
"shanae?" "hello?" "SHANAE MONIQUE THOMAS!"
all that can be heard is the flatline of shanae's heart monitor
