chapter seven: angel jack

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TAKING YOUR IDEAS INTO CONSIDERATION;
kinda.

lamp
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Jack (Johnson) pov

I was being my cute amazing self, doing nothing really; waiting for my best friend in the whole world who every one tells me he is an asshole but i don't see it! I mean he slapped me once and hurts me all the time but i love him to death!

I continued on with my thoughts untill there was a knock on my door, when i looked over to the door i saw a slip of paper go through, so i went up and got the note and went back to where i was sitting.

It was folded and on top of it was writing, just saying jack on it.

"Aw it's a love letter," I say jokingly, then i opened it up.

Jack,
Meet me at the corner café and look for a man in the back in a booth tonight at 8:00 pm. Don't tell anyone about this or you will have conciquences.

-NB

"Fuck," I'm quaking in fear, what is going on?

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OH FUCK1!1! SHITS BOUT TO GET REAL.

Lamp.

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