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“Go to hell,”
“What’s this?” he asks.
“My letter of resignation.”
“Actually, I’m kind of glad I’m getting to watch you fuck up your life,” he calls as he walks toward the door. “Now I know what not to do.”
A passing bus runs them over.
“That’s what you can do with your friendship,”
“How did that go down?”
“Can I talk to you?”
“No. Go away.”
I glare at him as I imagine punching his stupid, handsome face.
“What are you reading?”
“You idiot,”

