Prompt #2

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"So explain again why there is spaghetti on my walls?"

"I was cooking..."

"Uhuh."

"And there was a mouse."

"Okay. So?"

"I catapulled spaghetti towards it."

"..."
"I am living with the biggest idiot in the world."

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You were walking down the street, when the screech of tires made you came to an abrupt halt. Your head whipped in its direction, just as the crash happens. People scream and watch in horror as from the car fuel begins to leak out. By the time police arrives it'll be too late, but if you try you may die too. You bite your lip in frustration. You made your decision.
"Ah fuck it!"

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