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Pull out gun
Douchebag or not, bastard sleeping with my girlfriend in my life
Can't let him walk over me
I pull the trigger.
My roommate died.
Lying on floor with his face got hole at his forehead.
I sat on couch.
Reminisce all the time we shared.
Realizing he was kinda douche for leaving a bill for me when we at bar.
Kinda regret a bit because we were sharing rent. and that i need to clean up the body.
I stand up, go to the kitchen and pull a large plastic bag.
His body too large so i chop him up with knife. Not the best tool but it get the work done.
His phone rang, it was my girl.
I took up the phone, said he was not around and left his phone at the room.
After i put his body parts into the bag, it was time to move.
I clean the room, clean myself up so i won't look too sus
I carry the bag, neighbor saw me and waved to me, i wave back
I put the bag into trunk.
I drive. I drive. I refilled. I drive.
I park near mountain, 50km far from our apartment.
I trailed up the mountain.
I found a perfect place, behind the stone.
I dug up 9 feets under, kick the bag down. I bury the hole up.
I sit down.
I thinking about how the life gonna be with him gone.
I return home. I washed myself up.
3 days later, I report him missing. I look at my girl. Look like she missing him.
I left her. I moved out. I start a new life. Police might or might not found him but that...... for another day.
