Fight Club: A Fictional Narrative

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The smile left Tyler’s face. Typical Jared. It was the usual urgent tone he always used on Tyler.
“Can’t that wait?” Tyler said. You’ll be out in four weeks.”
“No, man. Come on, help me out here. OK?”
Tyler wanted nothing to do with Jared’s friends. He said, “All right.
“Do it right away.”
“I said all right.”
“I mean now, Tyler. Get it and I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“I got school tomorrow.”
“Forget school. I need money.”
“What’s going on, Jared?”
“Just do this for me.”
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