March 10h: 4:30pm
"So, have you been seeing any girls lately?" Asked Chase, flipping thorough channels on the TV.
"Hell yea, I've been seein' quite a lot still, that Bella chick from last month. I've still been seein' her. She's hot." Replied Michael, snickering to himself.
"Have you... done "it"?" Asked Chase.
"You mean, had sex?" Questioned Michael.
"Yea. That"
"No, I'm still a virgin, surprisingly. The chicks are all over me, I've stayed over at some of their houses, made out with em, gotten caught by their dads, gotten really into it, but never done "it"."Replied Michael.
Chase nodded, quite shocked that the biggest player he's ever known, is still a virgin.
"Why? Are you a virgin?" Asked Michael towards his younger brother.
"What?! Of course I am!" Yelled Chase, jokingly.
Michael laughed to himself. "I figured so."
Michael watched TV, when a commercial about smoking popped up, triggering something in Michael's mind. His hands began to shake, his foot began to tap on the ground anxiously.
"I'm gonna go outside and practise my gun aimin', Ive been planing to go on a heist soon." Said Michael, standing up and walking to the front door.
Chase nodded, not realizing that the commercial on TV may have been linked to Michael's behaviour, due to being fixated on his new phone.
"Okay, be careful please." Said Chase, looking up from his phone and looking at Michael.
Michael nodded, before rushing out the front door, and teleporting near a tree that's roughly 10 minutes away from their house. He teleported a pack of cigarettes to himself, and took one out, beginning to study it, debating if he should feed his addiction. He took a deep breath, and teleported a lighter to himself. He lit the end of the cigarette, and popped it into his mouth, sighing in satisfaction. He smoked through the cigarette, through another, and another, until he was on his fifth one. He sighed, putting his hand through his hair, and his eyes beginning to water once he had finally come to being content with his craving, and realizing what he had done. All the progress he had ruined. Michael's burner phone buzzed in his pocket, and he took it out, revealing one message from Chase.
"Dinner is ready! Hurry up with your gun accuracy training, okay?" Michael sighed, closing his burner phone, and slipping it back into his pocket. His whole body began to shake, and he tossed the package of cigarettes. He sighed a long sigh, and began walking back towards the house.
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AcciónThe world has always been less excepting of people who don't fit in, weather it's how they look, talk, act, or in this case, if they aren't human. People have been excluding inhuman races for centuries, doing tests on them to see the explanation beh...
