dead boy: how was the beach?
dead boy: good morning, by the way
michi: why are you still talking to me?
dead boy: sorry
dead boy: i was just
dead boy: sorry
michi: i'm going to school
dead boy: what grade are you in? i was a senior
michi: i know.
michi: i'm a senior now
dead boy: ahhh
dead boy: being a senior is hard, huh?
michi: sometimes
michi: bye.
dead boy: wait you never told me how your beach visit was
michi: it was
michi: nice and silent
michi: i like silence.
dead boy: well you should join me here then
dead boy: it's really silent where i am
dead boy: you can only see the stars
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