Mer Bangs

BANGS

So you’re the kid who’s been sending me stuff from your high school newspaper.

WILLIAM

I’ve been doing some stuff for a local underground paper also.

BANGS

What are you, like the star of your school?

WILLIAM

They hate me.

BANGS

Yeah, you’ll meet them all again on their long journey to the middle. Your writing is damn good, it’s just a shame you missed out on rock ’n’ roll. It’s over. You got here just in time for the death rattle, last gasp, last grope.

WILLIAM

At least I’m here for that.