"JUST STOP SCREAMING! STOP, STOP, STOP."
she was pulling at her hair and scrunched up her face.
she wasn't normal.
i remember we were just listening to pearl jam, smoking cigarettes, talking about what was going on and just being pals while sitting on my rooftop.
then she switched?
she pulled a knife on me and revealed a gun in her back pocket said
"SHUT UP ELEANOR, LET ME HANDLE THIS, SHUT UP AND STOP SCREAMING, THIS GUY NEEDS TO GO."
She paused and looked down.
"YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO US."
and soon i was the one screaming.
after the gunshot and the blood.
death of a martian by red hot chili peppers played.
and it was black.
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rooftop smokers
Mystery / Thrillerwe were just two unknown kids who smoked on my metal rooftop, but i guess there's more to that
