Writing isn’t the same as speaking.

Brandon, 18, Senior. Living in Winchester. I write and say what's on my mind. I warn you, I'm not one for mind games. I have no patients for bullshit.

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I just want the weekend.

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Not if you don’t want to.

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Then I won't. Let's just hope you're able to get some rest.

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I just want the weekend.

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You could come hold me until I fall asleep.

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Would I be expected to leave after you fall asleep? Because I can tell you now that I don't want to.

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I just want the weekend.

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Death, death and more death.

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How morbid. I wouldn't been sleeping much if I were having those types of dreams. Anything I can do to help?

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I just want the weekend.

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Sleeping usually leads to bad dreams so I prefer just to not do it at all.

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Bad dreams about what?

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Visit Original Link

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Wicked Games - The Weekend

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I just want the weekend.

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Sleep? People still do that?

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I don't know about other people but I do. Are you one of those people who don't?

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I just want the weekend.

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That sounds like a long time.

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Not if you're asleep for half of that time.

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I just want the weekend.

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Just make it through one more day and it's yours.

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Text || Sam

Sam: So we're taking a walk together?

Brandon: Yes.

Brandon: Do you want me to go get you at your house or just meet somewhere?

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Text || Sam

Sam: Good.

Sam: Maybe?

Sam: Maybe we should take a walk together.

Brandon: Maybe we should.

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Text || Sam

Sam: Maybe a little.

Sam: I'm worried about you. Maybe you should try getting out of the house more.

Sam: It does tricks though.

Brandon: I can live with that.

Brandon: You have no reason to be worried but I'll take your suggestion and go for a walk. Maybe.

Brandon: And you're worried about me? I'm more worried about you.

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Text || Sam

Sam: Oh my god.

Sam: Just making sure you've thought of everything.

Sam: There's a wall. It doesn't do much.

Brandon: Don't tell me you didn't laugh.

Brandon: I mentioned extermination to my grandmother to be on the safe side. Thank you.

Brandon: A wall? That's sad, darling. I thought you were more fun then that.

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Text || Sam

Sam: You killed it? So sad.

Sam; What if it already had babies.

Sam: I'm terribly bored.

Brandon: Letting it live was too much of a risk.

Brandon: What are you trying to accomplish here, Samantha?

Brandon: You have nothing to entertain you? Tragic.

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Text || Sam

Sam: I don't.

Sam: ....not arguing with you there.

Brandon: The thing is dead and I see no bastard babies.

Brandon: Now that I'm not having a 'meltdown' anymore; how are you?

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Text || Sam

Sam: You're such a baby.

Sam: I'd let you move in here but you'd have a meltdown if you saw a spider.

Brandon: I disagree.

Brandon: I'd rather have a meltdown over a spider than any other stupid reason. Spiders are ugly little bitches.

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Text || Sam

Sam: I do!

Sam: You better hope if it does the babies don't take over your room and hold you prisoner. That'd be terrible.

Brandon: The hell you do!

Brandon: ...I'm moving out. I'm not going to let this happen.

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Text || Sam

Sam: That I am.

Sam: You live in Winchester. Not South America. It's not going to kill you.

Brandon: You don't know this for sure, Sam.

Brandon: But if you won't come over and kill it for me then I have no choice. I hope it doesn't have babies.