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Brooklyn- hey uh..fiona? you still awake?

5 Minutes Later...

Fiona- Yeah, WAIT WHAT?!

Brooklyn- im alive.

Fiona- How? What?

Brooklyn- he knocked me out, took my phone, and texted you.

Brooklyn- i guess he typed so slow that i was able to gain consciousness and knocked him out in turn

Fiona- That's a relief, what took you so long to text me back?

3 Minutes Later...

Brooklyn- i uh. dashed into the forest..

Fiona- Okay then..

Brooklyn- uhm fiona?

Fiona- Yess?

Brooklyn- can i come over?

Fiona- Sure!

Brooklyn- great, be there in a few minutes.

Fiona- Okay..

12 Minutes Later...

Brooklyn- im here.

Fiona- Really? I don't see you?

Brooklyn- Oh, strange. because i see you..

Fiona- Wait? Is that you? With your hood over your head?

Brooklyn- Yes..

Fiona- Did you come with anyone?

Brooklyn- nope. just me.

Brooklyn-cmon, open the door. it's cold out here.

Fiona- Okay, okay!

(Fiona Looks At Brooklyn Through The Peep Hole)

Fiona-WTF! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!

Brooklyn-hm?

Fiona- BROOKLYN! YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE!!!

Brooklyn- probably just blood on my face from when he hit me.

(Brooklyn Licks Her Lips)


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