luckyspook
a fic about slick singing to droog that i worked really ahrd on

droog gasped at the air he was trying to breathe through all the blood i don’t want to die alone he said to slick sing to me, slick he pleaded slick nodded solemly and leaned down and began to sing like a good neighbor, state farm is there he tearfully sobbed into droog’s bloody lapel but no insurance agent appeared droog died, a disappointed sigh on his lips
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I cried.