>>6123112>>6123113>>6123114>>6123118>>6123122You decide you probably shouldn't be having this conversation in front of your sister and girlfriend, so you leave the room and run to a little storage closet in the hallway. You desperately beg Ralph for forgiveness, screaming and crying and punching yourself.
"Woah, man, it's chill! It's not your fault!"
You ask him if he's still on for Alienfest.
"Sorry, man, I gotta stay in the hospital! Definitely come see me tomorrow, though! Maybe we could play some music for some of the sick people or something. Like some, like, charity shit or something. That'd be sick."
You tell him that'd be great.
"Alright, I gotta go. See you, man!"
You're so happy. You jump for joy. You jump, and you jump, and you jump! Eventually, you jump a little too much, and a large, heavy wooden box from one of the shelves falls down and hits you right on the top of the head. OW! What a pain! You're so silly, you oughta be more careful!
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