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The table lamp buzzed and a nice breeze came from the window, as Jack was sitting all alone in the 701 dorm.
The others were out to the city enjoying the nice saturday evening. Jack was invited to come with them, but he politely refused, preferring to stay in order to finish his pre-war history assignment.
He wasn't really sad for being alone like this, in fact, he kinda enjoyed the silence in the dorm with the ausence of those goofballs, since he could now focus in his work without having to put up with Legoshi's loud snores, Durham's bickering, Miguno's "jam sessions" , Collot's fuc... Good boys don't swear, just regain focus; well, atleast the room was well ventilated.
Jack was about to write how the how several countries economical "gold ages" were in fact results of careless loans which only made the economical situation in those countries more dire, as he suddenly heard loud steps coming from the corridor, probably someone spriting. Hey, the sound of the sprint reminds of the sound Shei-
Suddenly, Sheila kicked the door open, it's hinge almost breaking in the process. She was in the clothes she when they would go jjogging... oh no, he forgot about it, didn't he?
"Jack! We were supposed to -huff- have left - huff- fifteen minutes ago! You can't just -huff- leave me hanging like that!"
"Sorry Sheila! I forgot that we were going jogging!"
"What about my messages? You had me scared after the twenthiet! I-huff- ran the whole -huff campus just tofind -huff - you."
"The whole campus? Sheila, you need to rest! I know you are a good runner, but the campus is too big!"
"No tired, just - huff- thirsty"
"Thirsty huh?" Jack looked around the room, finding a empty water bottle and his half drunk can of Bepsi. "I only have a can of Bepsi, would it help?"
Sheila's stood there for some seconds panting, until a idea hit her head, and her expression turned from one of exhaustion, to a mischefious smile.
"I accept the Bepsi, but only if it has a special flavor" Sheila said this as she closed the door, locking it discretly.
"This is a Void Juice Bepsi, is that the flavor?"
"No... thats not the flavor" Sheila said in a low tone, slowly aproaching Jack "I want a different flavor...".
"Then what's the flavor?" Jack questioned, still ingenous to the the whole situation.
"My favourite Bepsi flavor is" Sheila grabed the Boy Pussy "IS JACK FLAVORED BEPSI™!"
AND THAT'S CALLED JAZZ!
Jack died from dehydration, RIP