《Stuck with the British Men》My Suffering
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It's been hours. We've been here since 12:00pm. Not sitting on bench but the start of our walk. It's currently almost 6:00pm. The park will close soon and Laff is very aware of this. "Are they going to come back?" Laff asked in a mixture of emotions. Honestly, I started to worry about them. "Who uses the bathroom for 4 hours?" Jooice said tired as heck. "They do apparently" I said. "Should one of us check on them?" Jooice said. I could tell he was trying to make Laff feel better. Without response, Laff went to the bathrooms to check on them.
And now, I was me and juice man. I'd ratter be stuck with Laff than Jooice. Us being together alone can bring the unneeded. I should be used to this but luckily, he already fell asleep. Not long later, Laff came back calm but without a body.
"They weren't there?" I asked. Laff just sighed. "Not even a dead body" he mentioned.
This sucks. I'm now stuck with them for another long period of time. I wanna go home. Laff woke up Jooice and helped him up. "Come on Socks" Laff started. "We're gonna go on a walk." "To where?" I asked the gas man. "Anywhere to find them." he said.
It's currently 6:30pm. The sun it's almost down. I'm still stuck with these two. My friends are missing. The park will close in 30mins so we don't have much time. This park is pretty big so we got to go fast. Could this have something to with their whispering? Are they even still at this park? Did they purposely leave me here with them? Did they want me to suffer? Are they secretly watching us?
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