"You don't quit band, you die."

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[Dramatic entrance from Death into the band room on January 19th 2917]

Death: "Your time has come."

Me: "Sorry I can't, I've got band."

Death: "Dang it."

Me: [Pulls out calendar] "Yeah you have to make reservations 5 years in advanced if you want me to skip it."

Death: "... So how's February 23, 3019?"

Me: "Sorry that's already been booked, it's and important day for the band that I can miss. The day after is my first available slot."

Death: "K, it's a done deal." [Swooshes away to take its next victim]

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In case you haven't already noticed I just took something I saw on the internet and put a story on it. Well not really, just added some more detail. After all this is a book, idk what you think though. Super cringy I bet.

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