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label chapter_12B:
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#Let's all go to a Concert
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scene room anon day
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play music 'audio/OST/intercept.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"The saturday after next I’m laying in bed, scrolling through various feeds of worthless information."
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"God this Sandanistan post-modern graffitist RSS feed’s become a dumpster fire. Fucking tourists."
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"I got an open can of soda, the lights are out, and I can hear RAYmba bumping around his box."
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"This is the life."
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"I’m about to reply to some guy claiming that he is most definitely angered in the posterior, but my phone buzzes, throwing off my answer."
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"It’s a text from Fang."
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"Fang: heyyyyyyy you got any plans later today?"
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"Anon: who do you take me for"
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"Anon: why do you ask?"
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"Fang: ive shown you some songs from my favorite band right?"
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"Fang: ‘Bigly Die’?"
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"I vaguely recall Fang’s phone bugging out occasionally, was that supposed to be music?"
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"Anon: think so yeah"
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"Fang: theyre coming into town for tonight only!!!!!!!"
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"Anon: cool, you plan on buying a ticket?"
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"Fang: no need >:)))))"
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"Fang: i won them in a raffle!"
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"Anon: now when you say ‘them’..."
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"Fang: of course i want you to go dork"
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"Anon: oh. cool."
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"Anon: wait"
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"Fang: ill come pick you up at six tonight, dont forget!"
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"Anon: alright, see you then"
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"My hand falls to my side, dropping the phone onto the mattress."
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"A concert…"
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"On the one hand, I get to spend time with Fang doing something they love."
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"On the other, concert."
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"Who am I kidding, of course I’m going."
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"I should go run and buy some earplugs just in case…"
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"..."
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scene skinrow
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show anon neutral flip at aright
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with fade
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play music 'audio/OST/protestra_punk.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"As I wait in front of my building for Fang I can’t help but feel a bit nervous."
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"I’ve never been to a proper concert before."
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"The closest was Fang and the band at Moe’s place."
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"That counts, right?"
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"Before I can continue that thought, I spot the NasCar speeding towards me."
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"I feel myself cringe a bit for even thinking of that name."
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"I move to the back before the car comes to a complete stop and open the door, Fang sitting on the other side."
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F "Get in, dweeb."
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"I can tell Naser is a bit nervous driving in this part of town with how he’s constantly looking around the car."
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scene nascar day
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"The door barely shuts when he speeds away from my apartment building and back towards civilization."
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Nas "So uh, Anon…"
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A "Yeah?"
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Nas "That’s where you live?"
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"Essentially asking ‘are you that poor’."
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A "Nah, I just sleep there, keep all my stuff there, and hang out there most of the time."
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"That elicited a laugh from Fang and a confused look from Naser."
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"Can’t win them all I guess."
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A "So this band-"
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F "Bigly Die."
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A "Bigly Die. Where are they playing at?"
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F "Some club on the other side of town called the Lava Lamp."
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"Can’t say I’ve really been to a club either."
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A "...And what genre is their music exactly?"
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F "They’re a Post-Extreme Neo-Indie Experimental Hardcore-Mathcore-Grindcore Industrial Heavy Punk Metal band."
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"...What."
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F "With an emphasis on creative expression and a down-to-earth worldview that just really speaks to me."
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F "It’s the kind of stuff I wish we could have played in our band but Trish never thought it was ‘marketable’ enough."
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A "English?"
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Nas "Blender noises."
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A "Thanks."
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F "Oh, fuck both of you."
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"Fang pouts, or as they put it, was in ‘silent protest against the world.’"
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"Really, the way Fang crossed their arms and pointedly looked away from the two of us made me chuckle at the cute angry act."
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A "So, word salad genre aside, they sound pretty big."
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Nas "Not really."
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F "They’re pretty underground, honestly."
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"Fang passes my ticket over so I can see."
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"Oh wow."
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"The venue can hold double what Moe’s could."
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"...Does that make it a big venue? Trish said Moe’s was small."
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F "The place shouldn’t be too packed."
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F "I know you don’t exactly like crowds, Anon."
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"Awww, she does care."
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"When we get there Naser stops me before I get out."
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Nas "You need earplugs bro?"
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A "Oh, I brought my own actually, but thanks."
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F "Bunch of pansies. Both of you."
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scene nightclub
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show fang neutral at scenter
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with fade
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"Naser smiles again and drives off, leaving Fang and I in front of the building."
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"The place is a warehouse shed three stories tall, with graffiti staining nearly every inch of it."
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"I’ve always wondered how people get up there."
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"Already I can hear the bass rattling my eardrums."
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play music 'audio/OST/The Top of the Social Ladder.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"A man by the entrance checks our tickets and lets us pass."
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A "This place must be pretty nice if they have to use a bouncer."
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F "Oh yeah, the band makes plenty. They can afford some neat stuff like that."
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"Painted signs in the lobby point to a stairwell leading down into the basement."
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"The temperature rises a good twenty degrees on the trip down."
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scene concertlobby
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show fang happy flip at sright
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with fade
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A "Jeez, do they have a furnace going down here?"
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F "Concerts are usually hot, Anon."
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F "Didn’t I tell you to bring a water bottle or something?"
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A "No?"
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F "Oops."
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F "Well, there was a water fountain back up in the lobby. Not sure if you want to actually drink from it though unless you have a lead stomach lining."
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A "I’ll keep that in mind."
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"The music’s starting to sound like a gaggle of pissed-off cats being dropped into lawnmower blades, so I pop in the earplugs I got earlier."
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"I was starting to hear animalistic chanting combined with the arrhythmic bashing of drums and what could only be described as the unholy fusion of squealing feedback and an unmaintained generator running on overdrive."
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"Fang rolls their eyes and gestures to the open door to the concert hall."
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F "The preshow’s almost done, we got here just in time."
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"As soon as we open the doors, we’re almost blown back by the wall of sound that blasts past us."
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play music 'audio/effects/chatter loop.ogg' fadein 1.0
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scene biglydie
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show fang happy at sright
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"The earplugs were not helping. At all."
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"I’m pretty sure I just went deaf."
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"There are about a hundred to a hundred fifty of the concert-goers, give or take."
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"Most of them are thronging the stage while a few hang back and nurse their beers, waiting for the show to start."
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unknown "THANK YOU MOTHERFUCKERS FOR BEING HERE TONIGHT!"
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"The crowd responds with a collective roar of approval, Fang adding her voice to the cacophonic chorus."
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unknown "It was an honor to open for the main show tonight, and they’re in for the gig of their lives judging by how brutal you guys were in the pit!"
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"Another roar rips from the audience at the bare-faced flattery, probably the leftover adrenaline in their systems."
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unknown "Alright… It’s time. Are you guys ready?"
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"The crowd is practically foaming at the mouth as they scream unintelligibly yet again."
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unknown "Come on, is that all you fucking got?! ARE YOU FUCKING READY?!"
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"I thought that they couldn’t possibly have been more ready, but they somehow manage to scream even louder."
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"I think I even saw some guy get punched as the person next to him thrust his fist upward while he yelled."
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unknown "Now that’s what I like to hear. Let’s welcome… BIGLY DIE!"
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"The crowd goes absolutely nuclear, people jumping up and down screaming their heads off as the band walks up onto the stage."
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"Without another word they launch right into their opening song."
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play music 'audio/OST/Many Such Cases of Being So True.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"A flurry of instruments meet my ears in something vaguely resembling music."
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"I still don’t quite understand the appeal, but the energy of the moment is getting to me."
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"Before I know it I’m jumping and fist swinging along with everyone else."
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scene black with fade
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"Fang sees me join in and their beaming smile intensifies."
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"Soon enough I’m elbow deep in the pit screaming as wildly as the crowd."
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stop music
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"...Then a stray elbow clocks me out early."
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"..."
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"Urgh…"
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"Guh… Fuck piss cunt shit…"
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unknown "How the fuck are you so heavy?"
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"Wha…?"
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"Someone’s dragging me?"
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F "Oh, you’re back!"
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"Fang lets me down onto my back, and I sit up straight."
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scene concertlobby with fade
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show fang happy at scenter
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play music 'audio/OST/to_swagger.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"We’re back in the lobby of the building, only it’s a lot quieter than when we first arrived."
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show anon neutral flip at sright
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"A dull pain rings through my head."
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F "Are you alright?"
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A "What happened?"
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F "No idea, after the show I just found you laying on the ground."
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F "You’re pretty lucky no one jumped on you. Everyone’s got good ole steel toes."
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A "I was out the rest of the show?"
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F "That’s the concert experience, right?"
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F "Isn’t it great?"
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A "It… certainly is a different experience, yeah."
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A "Argh, my head…"
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F "Yeah, you’re gonna want a rag or something."
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F "Your lip’s pretty busted."
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"I feel around my face, and sure enough a new pulse of pain shakes me."
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"My fingers are covered in blood as I register my new cleft lip."
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A "Do you got one?"
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F "No… Sorry…"
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"I bunch up the front of my shirt and hold it to my mouth."
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F "Naser always keeps a first-aid kit in his trunk, he’ll be here in ten or so minutes."
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F "You’ll look like ass at school for a few days but it can’t be that much of a change."
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"Fang laughs at their own joke and I try to join in before my splitting headache kicks in."
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F "Can you get up or do I have to drag you all the way out the door?"
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"My legs are a bit wobbly but I manage to stand up with some assistance from Fang."
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scene nightclub with fade
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show anon neutral at acenter
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show fang happy flip at sright
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"They lead me out the front of the building and we sit on the curb to wait for Naser."
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F "You doing okay? The bleeding stopped."
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A "I feel like my head’s about to explode but I’ll be fine."
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A "Better than last time this happened at least."
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"Fang reaches into their pocket and retrieves their lighter and pack of cigarettes."
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F "...You want a smoke?"
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A "You know me too well."
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"I take them from Fang’s hand and light my own cigarette for once."
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"Taking my first draw and it’s almost enough to ignore my migraine."
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F "You seem to really like those."
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A "Yeah…"
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F "You should get around to scraping enough pennies to get your own sometime."
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A "Yeah, I’ll start buying my own when they cost less than my monthly rent."
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F "So until then you’re gonna keep getting your teeth kicked in just to get one of mine?"
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A "That’s the plan!"
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"We chuckle, and Fang shifts closer to me, hugging my arm."
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F "Dweeb."
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scene black with fade
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"..."
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