your best friend Max.

"Max! What the heck are you doing here?!"

"What do you mean? Aren't you glad to see me?" He gives you a mockingly upset look.

"Uh, sure I am... but I thought you were on holiday in Spain."

"Ah, yeah, about that.... Well I actually came back early because I sort of... Well..."

"Spit it out man!"

He looked sheepishly down, then bent to pick up the cigarette but.

"Hey anyway, you're not meant to throw stuff round your Granny's garden."

"It's not going to make much of a difference, and anyway... Why would you care? You don't know her."

"Well the thing is, actually... I do. It's kind of awkward actually, and I was hoping you could help me."

"Explain pleeeaase." 

"Okay..."

The End

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