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Ace was sitting in an old diner, it was the  early hours of the morning, the sky was lined with a light pink. Ace continued sipping his hot coffee, poking at the waffles on his plate with his fork. He wasn’t that hungry but he had to eat eventually. Tilting his head to the side when he heard a voice speaking in the direction of him. ‘ Sorry- what was that?’

‘ Is this the wrong address-’  Ace mumbled to himself, pulling out the crumbled piece of paper from his jean pocket.                 He knocked again on the door of the house                    that appeared to be very, very abandoned.  Upon doing this the door fell from its rusted hinges with a heavy THUD. 

Starter call.

“ Excuse me-           there, uh, is a hole in your pants.”

Theo: of course beautiful, ill let you think about it