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Sincere Jones
Buzz: These tacos bout good as fuck SJ

Sincere: Thank you, it's plenty left so help yourselves

I dried my hands and went to sit in the living room. They wanted to have a little get together so I decided to cook, Chloe walked up to me with her hand on her hip.

Chloe: Go make yourself a plate

Sincere: I'm not hungry

Chloe: Now Sincere

I sighed and walked back in the kitchen so I could make myself a taco. I couldn't eat anything without crying really so maybe I'd try not to cry today. I heard the door open and everybody stopped talking, the whole house just froze. I put the plate down and walked out the kitchen and when I looked towards the door my breath got stuck in my chest. Artist was standing there...bruised and bloody, and obviously weak. But he was standing there. He gave me a small smile.

Artist: Hey pretty lady

He was obviously exhausted because he collapsed after that. I just stared at him on the ground as I realized I still wasn't breathing but I literally couldn't. The only thing I could hear was my racing heart, and next thing I know everything was black.

When I opened my eyes, I was on the couch and Chloe was sitting there. It was all just a really fucked up dream...

Chloe: You just gone sit there or you wanna go see Artist?

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