I come home from an uneventful Thursday night meetup with my freinds, exhausted. I pass out on the couch with the TV on and a coke in my hands. It's 3 A.M., I wake up in complete darkness to the distinct sound of tranformers popping outside my window. As I get up and trip over the table in front of me I spill the unfinished coke, much to my dismay. I peel back the curtain to see a couple running down the street carrying their child past a burning car, mine. Another tranformer pops just a couple meters from my window and sparks fly down to the ground below. I can hear the distant screams and shrieks of terror. I grab my keys and sprint down the stairs and see my friends pull up in the vitsa cruiser, which can literally cruise the vistas by the way. They yell get in yet I can make my mind up because there is ample space in the front seat and back. Barely awake I ask what day it is and they respond, "It's friday, friday gotta get down on Friday."
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