Youre roommates with SmokeeBee. Eveything's fine. You may find some of her hair every now and then around the house. But. Overall. She chill...Today, you walked past her room and hear this:

SmokeeBee: Maybe I'm morbid, but do you guys have a- specific way you'd want to die? At an old age?~ Having lived a fulfilling life?~ Surrounded by loved ones as you peacefully pass?~... BOOORRRING! If my death does not lead to the creation of a Netflix Documentary- then I didn't do it right. My current plan: make it to 90 years old. And swallow a stick of dynamite. And explode in the nursing home. The documentary about my death will be legendary...

that's...a weird storytime she did...