"Lonnie" I thought, he would be perfect, I mean he was fine with a lot of things. I texted to see if he was home and sure enough. Now for the real problem, sneaking it outside, but how? I decided to chuck it out the window, it hit the ground standing up, then I followed behind. I knocked on Lonnie's door, the door opened to reveal a quite tall dude of about 6' 2" with some what long blonde hair under a beanie. His punk leather jacket i always envied, it was so cool and pjs cuz of course. I entered "dude you gotta try this, this sword will give whatever I cut off a mind of it's own." Lonnie's eyes went big as if he had thought about this before or he was still high and didn't comprehend what i just said. Suddenly he spoke up, "dude... That's awesome, can you cut...
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