Philly B. (2:08 a.m.): Nah, I'm certain it's unpleasant. Not anticipating the day Death-Toll calls me. Is it true that you are wiped out or something? Pretty youthful to be biting the dust.
Zacarias P. (2:09 a.m.): I'm solid, no doubt. I'm unnerved by how it will occur, yet I'm apprehensive I'll by one way or another disillusion myself in the event that I don't get out there. I unquestionably don't have any desire to smell up the loft by kicking the bucket in here.
Philly B. (2:09 a.m.): I can assist with that, Zacarias.
Zacarias P. (2:09 a.m.): Help with what?
Philly B. (2:09 a.m.): Making sure you don't bite the dust.
Zacarias P. (2:09 a.m.): That's not a thing anybody can guarantee.
Philly B. (2:10 a.m.): I can. You appear to be a cool person who doesn't have the right to bite the
