𝟭𝟱. KILL ME ONCE, SHAME ON YOU

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"KISS, FUCK, KILL

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"KISS, FUCK, KILL...SHIA LABEOUF, JOHNNY DEPP, ASHTON KUTCHER."

"I'm killing all of those fools," June lowered the cigarette from the cusp of her mouth, scaled smoke dragging out in tune with her words in the process. The four friends sat perched upon Spencer's tiny porch, with the three girls on the steps and Reed Callahan settled uncomfortably on broken concrete, head rested on a dewey patch of moss. Dirt and manure already staining the pristine grey cloth of his mechanic overalls.

He, along with June and Inez, had ended their shifts at their respective firms of establishment. They all collectively gathered at the foot of Spencer's home to sit around and do what they did best. Nothing.

Spencer folded her arms at the Fisher girl's remark. "You'd kill Johnny Depp?" she questioned, purposefully heightening her tone mockingly. She knew, more than anyone, how much June loved Johnny. Specifically in his role as Wade Walker from Crybaby. A movie that she'd watched on countless loops with her on end during every single one of their movie nights, "Un-fucking-believable."

"Yeah June, the man's a national treasure," Inez quipped as she leaned her back against the railing, legs finding a new spot on Spencer's lap, hands annoyingly fidgeting with her new Walgreens name tag. "A key factor in the Holy Trinity of the de-aging men of Hollywood. Paul Rudd, John Stamos, then J Depp."

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