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“Man, Em. You know I was looking for some hard-core drugs.”

        “Well, you’re gonna have to look elsewhere, ‘cause I’m fresh out.”

And… I don’t know what to do with it.

          “Eat it. Trash it. Send it to the starving children in Africa...?”

We didn’t get as many trick-r-treaters as we did last year, now we have all this extra candy.

         “Okay, and...?”

You sure you don’t know where I can get weed, darling ???

          “...are you talking to me?”

Do people normally ask you where they can find drugs? I wouldn’t be surprised, to be honest. 

        “Why, ‘cause I live in a trailer park?”

“But you didn’t let me finish, I wasn’t even going to ask where I could get drugs.”

         “O-kay. Finish then.”

“Fair enough.  It really depends on the drugs you’re doing, though.”

        “I’m not.”

“Um, that was not what I was gonna say, I - wait, do I look like someone who would ask strangers where they can get drugs?”

        “They look just like everybody else.”

I asked if you knew if the drugstore was open on Halloween?

        “I know it’s open 24 hours. Beyond that, you’re on your own.”

         “Jane. If I liked it, I’d use it.”

        “With or without your face in them? ‘Cause if it’s without, then no harm, no foul, really. And even then, people model nude all the time, so…all depends on your comfort level, I guess.”

        “My …wallet? All the important shit’s in there, like my insurance card.”

“I was just gonna, um, asked you if you, uh, dropped this.” She asked, holding up a sketchpad.

        M.J. furrowed her brow, glancing away to rummage around in her backpack before realizing she was in fact a sketchbook short. “...I guess I did. Thanks.”

“wouldn’t hurt to try. having trouble reading old brit books?”

        “yeah, i keep doing this thing where i fall asleep from boredom. and none of them are on sparknotes, of course.”

Uh, that’s definitely not, um, what I was gonna say…

         “Oh -- well, out with it then.”

“27 sounds like a decent number,” kendall shrugged, scribbling it in the blank space. “thanks. maybe with your skills and my calculator we’ll actually make one passing grade.”

        “maybe. god knows i need it; think it’d be too much to ask him for a pass in english, too?”