Anthem of a Teenage Prophet

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Hey Luke,

Pick up.

I got a plan, man.

Water tower.

Come down or I'll kick your ass.

Peace.

Hey, Fang.

Give me a call.

Yes.

We rock, dude.

I can't believe it.

Check out the cover, man.

City Hall, wassup!

Luke.

I have the next one, man.

Dandy, candy.

Candy is so dandy.

Hey, Fang.

What was that about, man?

- You okay? - Message deleted.

I haven't heard from you in a while.

You good, man?

Message deleted.

Hello.

Fang?

Whatever, man.

See you around.

Luke, I am your father.

Where the hell you been, man?

Nowhere, dude.

Just been busy.

You coming to Delaney's tonight?

I don't know.

- Seriously? - Seriously.

Man, probably can't.

So you think you're too good for us and shit now?

Yo, man.

Come, don't come. Whatever.

Yo, Luke.

Better hurry.

Later.

Yo, Luke.

What's up, Ed?

What's up, bro?

How are you, dude?

How you feeling?

Hey, why'd you invite him?

Dude, we used to be close, man.

You get them?

Hell yeah, man.

Fresh off the press.

They're in my locker.

Hey, first, crush this test.

Shit.

Hi.

Hey.

You don't play?

No.

I'm more of a dodgeball guy.

Holy shit.

Are those ... so rad.

You designed this, right?

We both did.

Stan's annoyingly good at most things,

but art is definitely not one of them.

No, no, he helped with the colors

and that printer discount.

How much?

10.

Anything for a good cause.

Limited edition Stokum Sucks shirt,

designed by Stokum's very own Luke Hunter.

Printing discount by Stan Miller.

Something like that.

Ménage-à-trois?

Menagerie.

It's good.

You should try out.

Stan says you're really talented.

Yeah. If you ever need, like, a coma victim,

I'm your guy.

Hey, killer shirt.

Thanks.

This really hot guy made it for me.

See ya, Luke.

God, you're beautiful.

I Gotta go.

See you later, babe.

Yeah, shirt looks so good.

You gave it to for free though, right?

Yeah.

You made her pay for it.

It was on sale.

- You dog. - It was on sale.

Come on. Give me those shirts. Let's go.

- God. - They're good, man.

I Love that necklace.

It looks good.

You better, because I'm never taking it off.

Okay, I gotta make this quick.

Okay.

It's so weird, interviewing me.

It's just like, two questions.

- Okay. - Okay.

First question, ...

what do you want to be when grow up?

Okay.

First answer: nothing.

What?

Never going to grow up.

No, I don't know.

A sports team owner, maybe?

Yeah, something on the business side.

More longevity, you know?

What about after graduation?

Any plans?

Yeah.

I have that full ride to Cornell, remember?

Yeah.

And continue my relationship with Faith.

Good answer.

That's me.

- Bye. - Bye.

I'll come by later.

Wait, no.

It's my dad's birthday.

Right. Right, right.

My bad.

Well, tell him I said happy birthday.

I will.

All right.

Bye.

Later.

Bye.

What about you, dude?

What are you going to do after we graduate?

Smoke the odd joint?

Come on, dude.

You're not going to go to some big city, be a famous artist?

Me and Faith buy tickets to your gallery?

Rather chill on your yacht, Cornell.

Yo, douche bags.

You coming to Fang's?

What's going on at Fang's?

You know.

Study and shit?

No, we're good, man.

No.

It's alright.

Don't be a pussy, Hunter.

He's got 64, right?

Yeah, dude, we got you.

Come on, we'll hook you up.

His parents home?

Parent.

Singular.

And if his mom's here, she's probably passed out upstairs, so.

Hey.

You sure you wanna?

Yeah, dude.

Just 10 minutes, yeah?

Might want to make it 5.

The way I play, it probably will be 5.

Eat it, bitch.

Stan Miller in the house.

I got winner.

Always.

He uses the same move.

Come on.

Another round.

I didn't know you smoke, Stan.

You know what they say, man.

Everything in moderation.

Eat it.

Whoo, get owned.

Nah, you're bad.

You're making this too easy for me.

Man, I've memorized all the combos.

How do you do it?

Finish him.

He does the same moves every single time.

You are pretty cheap, man.

That's it.

What are you doing?

What?

You got something to hide, Todd?

Do you want to smoke or what?

You've still got this thing?

I forgot it was even there.

Get him.

Get him, Chad.

Get him.

Nah.

Spin 'em out, buddy.

Maybe you want to switch controllers.

Yeah, man.

You got that crappy one.

Yeah, buddy.