It was about twenty minutes after I heard the gun shot when the police showed up. Sebastian had been trying all that time to try and shove Rami's body in the back of his car. Thankfully, the police caught him in the process.
That night, I had turned on the news to see that Sebastian had made headlines:
"Today, junior at the Staged Chicago Theatre School, Katherine Steele, has been killed by classmate Sebastian Bail. This comes only hours after the news of a professor at the school, George Yeahs', body has been found dead in a dumpster.."
Apparently, Katherine had fallen in love with Rami, and Sebastian lost it because he didn't get to go to an ice cream exhibit or something.. I don't know. The whole thing was so insane, I bet there's a Lifetime movie in the works about it.
Rami's wound healed after a few days. He was smart enough to play dead, as he knew that Sebastian wasn't even smart enough to check his pulse. I guess it makes sense.. the whole thing started over ice cream.
Rami was sent to live with me for a while until he was 100%, then he went back to classes, and was moved to a new dorm with a new roommate. I guess it would make sense not wanting to stay in a room where someone got killed.
"Are you mad that Katherine loved me?" Rami asked me one day when I was tending to him in bed.
"Of course not," I had said. "Katherine was my best friend."
The school had a service for her a few days after her death. People who had never even seen this girl were crying and bawling. I cried, obviously, but I figured life goes on.
"This is all my fault isn't it?" Rami asked me from his bed.
"No, it was all Sebastian's, right?" I asked, hoping he would agree.
"Well, it's my fault, kind of. It all started with the Ice Cream Museum," Rami said with a smile. "And that everything descended into madness."
"Yeah, that's right!"
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Rami & Friends
FantasiaAt a theatre school, jealousy between a social media star and his well-known actor roommate leads to chaos. What started out as a friendship, quickly turns to war with cults, murder, and arrests. Totally a joke btw i don't know why I wrote this Kind...