"Yo where are you, man? I can't see you anywhere."
"Wha-"
"And why does your voice sound so high? Yeah, I don't wanna know, just hurry up. Pleeeaaase. I've got a bucket of paint balls in my hand and they are heavy."
"Dude, I think you've got the wro...
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1:32 a.m
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why, I do it every, every, every time. It's only when I'm lonely...
Cole
"COOKIE?"
"Cole? Are you okay?"
"No.. I'm DRUNK!"
"Oh..."
"Riley, the floor is spinning, why is the floor spinning?!"
"..."
"MAN DOWN! MAN DOWN!"
Crash.
"Cole?"
"..."
"Cole?!"
"Ow... my face..." he moaned.
"You idiot, I thought you died."
"Cookie, I'm super drunk and my face is attached to the floor and even I'm not that dumb to think that someone would die that easily."
"..."
"I'm strong. Duh.."
"..."
"Riley!"
"What?!"
"The door is attacking me! Help! Help!"
"Huh...?"
"Oof..."
"Cole...? Are you okay...?"
"Yup, I only have ten bruises."
"Did you... Did you count them...?"
"Yup."
"Hey, dude... What are you doing..? Don't come near me..."
"No, I don't want to fuck you!"
"Noooooo."
"Sorry, what's your name again?"
"Olivia... Oh..."
"Ouch, what was that for?"
"My face has a red hand on it!"
"Heeeeeyyyy, get back here! It's not my fault you look like a guyyyy!"
"Riley!"
"Yeah..."
"I lost my phone!"
"What are you doing right now...?"
"Talking to you... duh..."
"..."
"Oh... oops..."
"Ooohh, I found a pineapple in their kitchen. Move out of my way... Scuse me... Pardon me..."
"Oooh... a knife..."
"DIE, SPONGEBOB, DIE!!!"
"Riley...?"
"Yeah?"
"My goldfish died..." he moaned.
"Aw... I'm so sorry for your loss. Why would you kill Spongebob? How do you think Patrick feels? You know how it feels to experience loss..."
"..."
"Cole... are you crying?"
*Sniff sniff*
"Aw... Cole, don't cry."
*Sob*
"He just...He just... Poof ! He collapsed!"
*sob*
"And then I buried him... a few... hours ago... and it broke my... my heart."
"..."
"His name was Steve."
*sniff*
"His epitaph read 'Steve Williams, forever and always Cole Williams' best friend.' I had to find a big rock to carve it on... I dug a hole... and I put in the matchbox - I mean tomb- that he was in inside the hole and I covered him in dirt...and then I stuck the epitaph next to it... I cried.."
*sob*
"I don't know how to comfort you... If it makes you feel better, I would give you a hug..."
"..."
"I'm sorry I can't do anything."
"..."
"Cole?"
"I'm okay, just keep talking, I like the sound of your voice."
