The Choices I Make/Issue 12

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Issue 12
I looked at Brendon, and shook my head. "You know everybody is getting pretty sick of you, right? You don't help out at all. All you do is walk around and make notes on your fucking notepadlike you're doing research for a book and eat our food." Brendon laughed. "Writers can't intervene in the story." "Shut up. Who the hell would read a book like this aftter they went through the same shit." Yassir said as he got up. "Sorry, Sam. It's fun talking to you but when this Rick Casthole is near I just want to kill him. And then I'll get the same treatment as Blake." Yassir pointed at Boris pushing Blake into an office and locking the door with a chain. "We should do that to Brendon, so we don't have to put up with him. Right, Sam?" Yassir laughed and walked away, I forgot to look where he went, this was cause I had to direct myself to Brendon.

"We really are tired of you." I said. "I know I'm not in charge herer, but if I were then you would either have to help out, or get out." Brendon laughed mockingly. "Good thing that you're not in charge then. Dwayne likes me." "Dwayne hates your guts. And he isn't in charge, Dirk is." Brendon almost couldn't keep himself from laughing so hard that the whole continent could hear after my comment. "Dirk is a spineless pussy." As if the universe was as tired of Brendon as we were, Dirk came walking up, out of the sight of Brendon, and seemed to have heard his comment. I smiled, and Dirk walked up to us smiling too. Brendon, still unaware of Dirk's presence looked at me confused. "What's so funny, Benson?" That moment Dirk tapped him on the shoulder.

"If I'm such a spineless pussy, and you are such a great big man... then I have a great idea. You aren't getting any food from the supplies we have for the coming 2 weeks. Go out and search for it yourself, big great man." The expression on Brendon's face was priceless, a combination of fear and regret. Dirk smiled at Brendon and asked him nicely to go away. As Brendon walked away, Dirk sat down next to me.