Be the friend?) I sit on the edge of the train tracks, swinging my legs with a sigh. A few tears stream down my face. My boyfriend just broke up with me." I hear a voice, and I turn to look. It's my best friend, and he looks worried.
"They keep putting this blanket on me. Why do they keep putting this blanket on me?" "You could be in shock." "I'm not in shock." (Figures out John killed the guy) "Don't listen to anything I just said. I'm in shock. See, I have a blanket.