where r u?

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BooperDooper: hey jack

THEBOSS: yeah?

BooperDooper: u know how me and u used to hang out

THEBOSS: I presume u mean u used to punch me repeatedly, but yes

BooperDooper: well
BooperDooper: I was just hanging out with some guys

Sean was up like a shot once he read those words, and texted Mark quickly while grabbing a blanket and First Aid kit, before running out the door.

THEBOSS: shit, r u okay?

BooperDooper: I'm alright

THEBOSS: where r u?

BooperDooper: behind the school

THEBOSS: I'm on my way

Sean ran to his bicycle as fast as he could, wishing he was able to drive. Hurriedly, he fastened the First Aid kit to the back and tugged on his helmet.

Cycling as hard as he could without endangering himself, Sean rode in the direction of the school, a good fifteen minutes away by foot, and around eight by bike.

"Shit, shit, shit." Sean muttered under his breath anxiously, searching for any sign of Mark. Eventually, he stopped cycling, unable to spot Mark anywhere.

Fumbling with his phone as he got it out, Sean quickly texted Mark.

THEBOSS: I don't see u anywhere!

BooperDooper: behind shed

THEBOSS: okay, I'm coming

BooperDooper: Sean?

THEBOSS: yeah?

BooperDooper: I'm tired.....

THEBOSS: don't u dare fucking fall asleep, okay?

BooperDooper: meanie

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