Xiang stared out the window; he hated his life. The only joy he found was League of Legends and shooting kids, specially 3-year olds. Today, Xiang planned to ask his sister for a mic. His friends kept pear pressuring him to get one. If his sister didn’t buy it for him, he decided that he would kill her. He got up from his broken chair on the floor and walked over to his sister. Who was lying in bed, on the verge of death.

“Plz give me a mic, sister,” He said, begging her.

“No.” She said

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BOOM, Xiang shot his sister in the head with his SHOTGUN. Xiang left his sister’s room and the entire house. He ran away, knowing the cops would arrive any second and shoot him. He decided to call up his old pal, Jason Ross, the Boss. Jason answered the phone within seconds.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO U WANT?” Jason asked in a very calm tone.

“BRO, I GOT A MIC,” Xiang said.

“I don’t fucking care.” Jason replied.

“Can I come to your house and live there for exactly 500 years?” Xiang asked Jason.

“Sure,” Jason replied.

“What’s your address?” Xiang asked

“I don’t know, just tp to me,” Jason replied

“Alright, bet,” Xiang replied, teleporting to Jason instantly.