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“Oh come on Beth.” Jason replied as he stood up and followed her in. The group was now stunned. Chad was more and more interested in what happened next in the great story that was being told. This legend that was unfolding as the group told their side. He was more and more anxious to hear about Jason’s side now as Nate spoke.
“Ok so wait man. I don’t get it man. Are you Blaike or some other guy man?” Nate asked as he looked at Blaike. Blaike and Sandra just looked at each other unsure of what to make of the information they had just found.
“Nate, they are still Blaike and Sandra they have and always will be. Nothing has or ever will change their fate. The only difference is now they have a little bit more power then before their other selves found them.” Monk replied.
“This is some next level shit right here man.” Nate said as he Chad filled their shot glasses again.
“Dude who’s paying for this?” Blaike asked as he and Sandra found their seats next to Nate thus filling the stools around the bar.
“Oh don’t worry. It’s all on the house tonight.” Chad replied.
“Cool thanks yo.” Monk said as Jess was beginning to wonder how Beth and Jason were doing. “I hope they are ok.” David said as he put his hand around Jess and she leaned into his chest.
“I’m sure they are ok dude. Remember the look on his face when he first seen her?” Blaike said as Sandra slid their shots over to them.
“Yeah.” Nate laughed as he spoke yet still keeping the same volume as set by the group. “Was kinda like the look on Trent’s face when he seen that ugly mother fucker again man.” He added laughing as he pointed to David who was now looking at the television that hang above the bar. Kilp then walked over Monk’s shoulder and onto Jessica’s shoulder and walked down her arm as she could have sworn she had just felt something on her.
“Hey Chad, could you please turn that up yo?” Chad looked to the television as David spoke and walked over to turn it up. “Thanks yo.” Monk added while never taking his eyes from the television.
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