Every Day Page #3

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This is the day

- When things fall

- Into place

I don't think I know you.

Do you go to Octavian?

No, I'm Nathan.

Steve's cousin.

I'm Rhiannon.

That's a lovely name.

Oh, thank you.

I don't like it.

Why?

Well, everyone thinks

it's Rihanna,

as in,

"B*tch Better Have My Money".

Also, no one can spell it.

That's their problem.

It's a beautiful name.

Thank you.

Yo! Hey! Who's this?

This is Nathan,

Steve's cousin.

Hey.

Steve's gay cousin.

All right. Hey.

You got nothing

to worry about, Galahad.

But your girlfriend might.

Uh...

Thanks, I guess.

I'm gonna be upstairs.

Yo!

You wanna go someplace

not upstairs?

Your boyfriend,

not a dancer?

Um...

Not today, apparently.

So...

Why are you with him?

Um...

Because we love each other.

Sometimes,

it's really good with him.

I mean, he's my type.

Ah, okay.

And...

What's your type?

Um...

Tall, slim, nice shoulders.

What?

What's wrong

with nice shoulders?

No, nothing.

I don't know, I guess I'm just

more of a butt guy myself.

But, you know, I get it.

I guess when

you've seen as many...

Seen as many butts?

No, no.

Real talk?

Not a fan of some dude

mackin' on my girlfriend.

Don't care if he's gay.

Real talk.

You gotta get your cousin

Nathan in line.

He is gay, right?

Bro, what cousin?

I just know that

you can be attracted

to way more people

than you think.

Me?

Anyone.

How do you know?

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Oh! We're not done here.

I'll call myself

so that I have your number.

You don't want this number.

I'm gonna get a new

number tomorrow.

- You're getting a new number?

- There he is!

Rhi! That's not

Steve's cousin!

I don't even think he's gay!

- What?

- I'm sorry, I have to go.

- I'll explain later. Promise.

- What?

Where are you going?

Go, go, go!

Oh, hell no!

Wait, you guys!

Come on, come on!

Leave him alone!

Don't creep on our women,

little dude!

Rhi, give me my keys!

No, Justin, you can't!

- Justin!

- My keys!

No,

you cannot drive right now.

Who even was that?

Siri. Hey, Siri!

Do I have a phone?

ELECTRONIC VOICE:

It is 6:
29 a.m.

This teenager missed curfew,

then said the Devil

made him do it.

Monroeville's Nathan Daldry,

was found

asleep around 1:
00,

Saturday morning,

by the side of a highway

with a broken back windshield.

His explanation...

He had been

possessed by Satan.

Your boy took down

his social media.

So tell us what happened.

Guess I gotta

talk to him in person.

Justin, what are you thinking?

Leave him alone.

He's disturbed.

Then why were you even

hanging out with him?

I don't know.

And one day,

I was fine.

So, Friday night

he was super weird.

And then, this morning,

I get a text from

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