Little Thirteen Page #4

- Upstairs?

Yeah.

Stop it.

It's mine.

You'll get it back.

Come here.

Go on.

This sucks.

Then leave.

Gimme a shooter, please.

- What? - A shooter.

Alright.

- What? Come on, Frank...

Come on, leave it.

I wanted to clink glasses.

- What for?

To us.

- Us?

I just wanted you to know,

what happened between us

was something very special.

I'll never forget it.

No, man.

Leave it.

I can't handle that just now.

Just leave me alone.

Charly!

Charly, what's your problem?

What...

What, Maik?

- Why are you running away from me?

What do I want here?

Well...

I was so happy to see you.

Have I hurt you?

Do you want me to run after you?

What, Maik?

- Did you see that just now?

There was a shooting star!

And at that very moment

I wished

for us two to maybe...

You f***ed it up now, Maik.

Why?

You mustn't say what you wished for,

or it won't come true.

Come on!

This sucks.

Man, is she ugly.

Not pretty at all.

Beat it, you slut!

Gonna run to your mommy?

Gonna call your mommy now?

- Sh*t.

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Everyone says it sucks here.

Everyone's alone.

But I don't want to leave here.

F***ing, screwing, humping!

I'm gonna keep doing it until someone says,

"I don't want to leave you."

Because I know how you can be happy here.

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