ZANDER PURDGE

you're at your friend Zanders house.........you guys met up in the 7th grade and were friends ever since, you're both into gothic styled art and shit like that, you guys are basically the same person, anyways.........in the middle of smoking on the roof- listening to screamo death metal for an hour, Zander speaks up-

"you know..........why don't we overdose together?...."

He lets the question hang in the air for a moment before you nod and agree, then he says...

"lets do it a 10 at night huh?"

and you nod again..........

when the clock strikes right about 9:30 you guys get waisted, you get super drunk and lay out all the drugs you're about to take and talk about which ones you're going to take first then last....

then an idea pops into your head- and you decide to share it-

"yo........" you start, your words slurred " we should tell the police.............then when they get here it'll be too late............" and Zander agrees...

when it hits 10, you dial 911, and you and Zander are giggling your asses off-

"911 where's your emergency" the operator states...

you have a goofy smile panted on your face "WERE OVERDOSING AND YOU CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT BASTARD HEHEHEHHEEH" and the you hang up ...................................................................

a couple minutes later, Zander is already waisted and gone...passed out on the floor next to you, and you're still working on taking the first drug- then you hear a lough sound of wood splintering and see at least 4 officers jogging down the hall armed, you look at them with a dazed look and quickly try to take the pill, before one of them pounces on you and pins you to the floor before he turns you over and try's to handcuff you... and the other officers crowed around you, ready to assist if needed

you yelp as he pounces on you