"We're never done with killing time." She said.
"You asked to kill it with me." He replied.
"Can I kill it with you? Until the veins run red and blue."
...
She looked at him. He looked at her.
"We come around here all the time." They both said.
"Got a lot to not do." He said.
"Can I kill it with you?"
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Teens
Teen Fictionthe story of two teens who kill time. short story; #175 (22nd April 2014) (2014, 2015, 2017)