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[t.w.]

I run off the stage and out the doors.

My lungs are burning but that doesn't matter, I run home and use the spare key in one of the plants and open my front door running up to my room and throwing my door open.

I flip my mattress up and grab the envelope.

Before I open it, I get a thought.

I throw the envelope on my desk and take my suit jacket off, leaving my in pants and a button up.

I run out of my house and to the dollar store a couple of blocks away.

I quickly scan the isles and finally find what I'm looking for.

I go up to the old clerk and give him the two things I needed.

"You're buying these two things, and you're crying. Looks like someones go through a depression phase."

"Sir, I just had my favorite person die, can we fucking not"

I roll my eyes, growing very impatient.

"Oh come on, focus on all the blessings in your life. Back in my day, we just sucked it up."

"I can't believe you have the audacity to say that after my best friend killed himself."

I take the two things off the counter, not paying for them, and bolting out of the store.

I run back home and I don't think I've ever ran so much. But anything for my Jae-Jae.

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