Chapter Three: Fimiliar

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Charlie's POV

Undead is never going to be the same without Dill. I laid in my bunk. 

"Hey, Char?" J opened my bunk curtain

"Yes, Jorel?" I looked at him

"We're going to the bar, wanna come?"

I shook my head

"We're going to get bitchesss."

"Nah." I looked at the ceiling of my bunk

Jorel rolled his eyes"K." He closed the curtain and heard him leave the bus

I sighed and let sleep take over me

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"Charlie." Someone shook me

I groaned and turned to my side, so I was facing the wall.

"Come on, Charlie." The voice sounded familiar

I quickly turned around. I was in shook of who I saw. "D-Dylan?" I couldn't believe my eyes

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