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You and Chris always hated each other, in every single way. He had everything you hated in people and he always pissed you off. He always flexed with his bike and never took anything seriously

One night you were walking home from your besties place, when you see a familiar white Yamaha

You hear someone crying and grunting in pain so you go check and see him…Chris…all beaten up and cut, like someone used knives and bats…