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Chapter five

A guy, clad in black paced back and forth, next to his very bored friend. 

" I don't understand! There wasn't supposed to be a mistake! I thought you asked your 'friend' to keep a party? Are you listening to me!!?" he said. 

His friend, who was staring at his perfectly buffed nails, rolled his eyes and said, " No, I'm not. Also, I did ask him to. It's not my fault you couldn't pick a lock! "

The first guy threw his hands up in anger. " you're not concerned that we screwed up? "

" You screwed up, not me. Also, I don't care because I'm not taking the fall for this. It's your fuck up. " his friend said, picking a hand mirror and admiring his perfect black curls. 

" So.. You don't care? " the first guy said, quite hurt.

" I think I just said that in my previous sentence." came the reply. 

  Before the first guy could reply, the door opened, angrily creaking and two guys with rifles walked in. They gave frightening glares

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