Ch2. The Prayer

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I open up my windowmaker and clutch my smelly hands together to pray. "Dear god, u suck, u never killed my brothe on my 12th birthdae like i asked, so u a bitch, but anyway. I had another favour 2 ask, pls send me an angle, the bestest 1 u hav :). K thx bye."

A few hrs pass. Cardi PTSD music is later replaced by sirens, i think my brother broke his everything when he fell down the stairs. Idk if thats god repaying my late birthday favour or wut, but im just glad the party is over.

I shut my eyes and slowly drift away...until a loud noise fills my eyes and blinds my ears. The light dims and stanbing b4 me, is an angle! Whos also a höt cowboi?!

"Howdy~."

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