The Day of departure

Jack woke up the next morning at nine a.m he sat up and looked at killer who was sleeping soundly at the foot of his bed,

Jack sighed,

*Sigh*

"Nope nothing has changed" he said to himself,

Jack got out of the bed and started to pack everything up in an incredibly slow and exhursted manner,

MurDer woke up and kicked Alex in his side waking him up,

"Ugh MurDer man fuck off I'm trying to sleep man" Alex muttered as he kicked MurDer back,

"Nah man look at Jack you twat" MurDer said pointing at Jack "Why the fuck's he packing and cleaning up again for?" MurDer asked Alex,

Alex stared and watched Jack as he packed everything up,

"Here bro, has he said anything to you? Alex asked MurDer because he had a feeling that he knew what Jack was planning on doing,

" He asked me if I still had the Murder plan's, shit, Alex I think we may have a massive fucking problem man" MurDer said,