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Hey, did you hear about Brooke and Jeremy?

She's feeling very renewed. And spending a lot of time researching online.

Her eyes are slightly glossed over, sweater hanging haphazardly off her shoulders. "I don't... I don't know what I just did... "

Trudging through the front door carrying a trash bag. It's leaking some.

Nothing like a stiff drink to remind you how you fail at everything as a person.

Shit shit shit shit SHIT- Running around the apartment. She's gonna be late.

Jason what the fuck,

She's curled up in bed sick.

Hey there, big guy...

Jason...?

Like you're what? I'm at an Ivy League school, I think my future is gonna be fine.

Christ, you act like you don't wanna fucking see me.

Why the hell do you care if I'm out right now or not?

She lit a cigarette because fuck it.

I already left, I'm fucking illiterate.

Please what? You don't need to waste all your money on overpriced sugar garbage. Besides, a rogue crack head might mug you.

Fuck it, I can't process what I'm reading, so I'm coming down there.

JD, don't make me come down to that convenience store and get you.