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I looked at Seth. He just giggled. He loved what he just did. Not that I could blame him after everything his ex-did to him. I mean the guy cheated on him with 20 people, but didn’t he understand that this was final? He just giggled.

            “What are we going to do” asked tony breaking the awkward silence.

            “There’s shovels in the trunk” replied Seth. The meaning behind why we drove down to Florida from New York was unspoken but understood. We were on a mission, but I had hoped we could’ve talked sense into Seth, but we never could and now we are here.

            “Seth, isn’t this a bit outrageous” I said now in full freak out mood

            “Calm down, stop over thinking, you and Tony ALWAYS over think” Seth shot back.

            “Shut the fuck up Seth, this is real, you just killed a guy” Tony argued. Tony was the guy in our group that had a level head. He was the mature one, surprising since I was 5 years older than him. At 21 he had more of a level head than me and Seth put together.

            “Whatever Tony, this is crazy. He just fucking killed JUSTIN. I mean this is FINAL and we are just as guilty” Chase replied. Seth stood there with a glimmer of joy in his eyes. Seth was slipping into insanity and I knew it. I didn’t want to see him there, but alas here he was. I don’t know what was going to happen in the following days with him, but I know one thing is for certain that I would have to keep secret for years to come.