Tower Block Page #2

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Bless her.

Be a right shame if something

should happen to her, wouldn't it?

Give her the fright of her life,

might have a heart attack.

- You lay one finger on her...

- Whatever, mate.

That's the one. Good man!

See you again, yeah?

F***ing arsehole.

What you saying, Kurtis, man?

Let us know if you need any help, innit.

What's that, lad?

Saying, like,

if you needed any help, innit.

Help?

You keep an eye on your sister

or I'll break your f***ing neck, right?

- What?

- I didn't say anything.

I can't afford a f***ing babysitter, can I?

You could if you didn't go out drinking

every night.

Don't you tell me how to raise my kids.

Don't you f***ing dare!

Cos I will kick your f***ing teeth in!

Yeah?

That's what I thought... p*ssy.

Oh, I'm sorry,

this was all I could find.

It suits ya!

Er, do you want a coffee?

Well, that's what started

all the trouble last night.

No, this time I mean actual coffee.

- Yeah, I'd love one.

- OK, erm...

Bollocks! There's so many of them, dude,

I don't know what I'm doing here.

No.

You're joking! Come on!

I preferred the dressing gown.

It looked good. Ladylike.

Yeah? I wasn't feeling it.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- So...

- So...

- It was a great party last night.

- Mm.

Yeah, it was good.

It was really good fun.

Look, I don't do this all the time.

- What, drink coffee?

- No, you know what I mean.

Erm, I... Ijust came out of

a long-term relationship a while ago

and... well,

I haven't really been out much.

I'm not used to it.

I had a great time last night.

- And I'm having a great time now.

- Me, too.

- So don't worry about it.

- Thanks.

We don't have to get married right now.

We can always wait till next week

or next month if you like.

I mean, there's no hurry!

So not funny!

My mum warned me about blokes like you.

I should hope she did!

I'll tell you what though...

- Danny, for goodness sake.

- Internet's gone again.

Mum! Mum! Come on, please!

Mark! Get down, man! Get down!

F***, get down!

F***! Sh*t!

Down!

It's all in your head, darling.

What the f***'s that?

OK. All right. OK. Stay down.

Stay down. Towards the door.

He's shooting at you, too?

- Is anybody hurt?

- We're not hit. My dad...

Oh, Jesus Christ!

- We need a mobile phone!

- I've got one. It's not working.

- Same here, there's no signal.

- The internet's down.

- Is it some son of terrorist thing.

- Why us? Why here?

- The police will son it out.

- But no-one's called them.

- I didn't hear any shots.

- He must be using a sound suppressor.

- So nobody heard it.

- The other block's empty.

It's a quarter of a mile

to any other buildings.

So no-one's coming for us.

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