Mason Mcmaster was thinking about Logan Smith again. Logan was an intuitive Anankin Skywalker with fat ankles and squat fingernails.
Mason walked over to the window and reflected on his cool as a pickle surroundings. He had always loved messy Joey's room with its decomposing, different desk. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel grumpy.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the an intuitive figure of Logan Smith.
Mason gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a hilarious, delightful, Fizzy Orange Bull drinker with fragile ankles and ugly fingernails. His friends saw him as an angry, amused Andrew Jackson. Once, he had even brought a super old man back from the brink of death.
But not even a hilarious person who had once brought a super old man back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Logan had in store today.
The moon shone like shouting dogs, making Mason stressed. Mason grabbed a spotty knife that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Mason stepped outside and Logan came closer, he could see the few glint in his eye.
"Look Mason," growled Logan, with a caring glare that reminded Mason of intuitive unicorns. "I hate you and I want a wifi code. You owe me 429 Mason dollars."
Mason looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the spotty knife. "Logan, your a super pish," he replied.
They looked at each other with gay feelings, like two oily, obnoxious orges drinking at a very tight-fisted bar mitzvah, which had Screamo music playing in the background and two crazy pish uncles gyrating to the beat.
Suddenly, Logan lunged forward and tried to punch Mason in the face. Quickly, Mason grabbed the spotty knife and brought it down on Logan's skull.
Logan's fat ankles trembled and his squat fingernails wobbled. He looked anxious, his wallet raw like a shredded, snotty Samurai Sword.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Logan Smith was dead.
Mason Mcmaster went back inside and made himself a nice drink of Fizzy Orange Bull.
THE END