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Jack looked at his watch, the time was 8:15. It was currently pouring rain and Jack was caught in the middle of it, you might be asking yourself. Why is Jack standing in the rain? Well, he was supposed to be going out on a date with this girl he met at a coffee shop, but she was nowhere in sight. ( hehe sight) He was starting to get a little pissed off, like...she was the one who asked him and she flaked on him. Alas, Jack knew this all too well. This happened all the time in high school before he became a monster, murder, cannibal thingy. Jack really thought someone liked him after all of his miserable life. The rain suddenly stopped and Jack looked up.
"Huh?" Jack whispered to himself. A chuckle boomed from beside him, Jack looked over to where the chuckle resided. To see Hoodie " What are you doing out here?" he questioned Jack. "I'm waiting for my date." Jack replied. Hoodie bit his lower lip, "You look like you've been standing out here for hours." Jack huffed and turned around looking back at Hoodie. "Listen, I don't need anything from you. I'm just waiting for her here." he said, irritation lingering in his voice. Hoodie rolled his eyes and looked at Jack, feeling pity for the poor man that was clearly stood up. He didn't want to be the one to tell him that the bitch girl was obviously stod him up. The proxy opened his mouth and quickly shut it, he pinched the bridge of his nose and looked back at Jack. "At least sit-in the car and wait for her. You'll catch a cold out here." he was surprised he had to tell Jack to do that. He was going to get his degree in the medical field after all. Hoodie looked back at the man for two seconds and immediately walked back to the black Honda in front of him. He closed the umbrella and opened the driver's side door, throwing the wet umbrella to the back seat. Jack glanced behind him to look at the car..Hoodie was right he would catch a cold if he was out here any longer. He decided to listen to someone else other than himself for once in his life and walked up to the car. Hoodie looked at Jack and shook his head chuckling to himself. He unlocked the door so Jack could get in. "Warm, ain't it?" Hoodie snickered. Jack snorted and looked out of the window "So...you wanna grab something to eat?" Hoodie rose one eyebrow awaiting Jacks' answer. "I want to go back to the hideout." he demanded. Hoodie blinked and put the car in drive. It was a quiet ride back to the hideout...Hoodie could clearly tell Jack was upset. Well, Hoodie would be upset too if he was stood up. He's just surprised that Jack would even try to date someone knowing he was a serial killer. Hoodie was one too- maybe- Hoodie shook his head and focused on the road, Jack looked over to the man. "Are you alright? his voice quiet and shaky. Hoodie frowned and nodded his head. "I'm fine...are you okay?" Jack's eyebrows stitched together and turned back to the road. "Yeah? Why wouldn't I be? I was probably gonna hit it and quit it anyway ." Jack said in all seriousness. Hoodie blinked and burst out laughing, "Do you know what hit it and quit it means?" Hoodie choked out between laughter. Jack looked at Hoodie confusion plastered on his face.
"Doesn't it mean..killing? You know, you hit the person or something and it's like, you ended their life? So like, you quit their life." Jack said, he said it in a way that he was positive that what he was saying was the right answer. This only made Hoodie laugh harder, "That doesn't ever make any scene!?" Hoodie chuckled. Jack felt slightly offended that Hoodie was laughing at him. "Really? What does it mean smart aleck?" Jack sneered. Hoodies laughter died down, they sat in silence for a few seconds. A few chuckles escaped Hoodies mouth, "I-It means...you do it and leave. Like...a one night stand." Jacks mouth hung open, looking at Hoodie in disbelief. "You're lying, I can tell by the stupid smile on your face." ( ;) ) Hoodie stopped laughing and gave Jack a death glare, "Don't call me a lier." He said in a low voice. Jack scoffed and looked out of the window. "I'm sorry..." Jack whispered under his breath. Hoodie nodded and continued driving.

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