This is going to be a short story about a miss understanding that took place at my last college a couple years ago. I was hanging out in the student center doing my homework, when this guy I occasionally talked to saw me in there. He decided to sit down at a table that was across from me and started talking. Being obnoxiously loud, just about everyone in the room was able to hear him. We had been talking about the video game Grand Theft Auto earlier, which is why he didn't bother to mention that we were still talking about it.
"Hey Chris" he said "Have you ever killed a hooker?" That comment alone made a few people turn their heads to us. He continued talking after I didn't respond. "I killed a hooker the other day" he said "It was so much fun". Now even more people were staring at us. "After I was done paying her for sex, I got out of the car and shot her" he continued "Than I was able to get my money back and drive away in stolen car". Just about every person in the room was looking at us at this point.
As badly as I wanted to get out of there, I decided I needed to say something before somebody called the police. "He's talking about a video game" I said to everyone "None of this actually happened". Thankfully that explanation was able to relieve some of the tension in the room. As he continued to talk about the different acts of violence he committed in the game, I decided that I needed to leave. So I made up some excuse about why I needed to go and left him there. I wonder what happened after I was gone.
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