they found the body around three in the afternoon. no one noticed the same shower on for near twelve hours. in a dorm room bathroom weirder things happen. it was actually the smell and the lack of responding to the taunting that tipped people off. once the shower curtain was pulled back there was no pool of blood, just a pale lifeless human being that would never laugh, smile, talk, fuck. ever again. when the ambulances came there were no sirens. no need to rush to a corpse. the naked body was all ready for the morgue. after a while all the commotion finally died down, pun completely intended. a long thirty minute silence amongst the room mates was only broken by barely audible exclamations of "Jesus" and nearly audible heads shaking. finally one of them sat down on the couch like his legs could not take any more stress while the other started rummaging through the refrigerator. while going through the fridge he found a newly opened container of ice cream. he looked hard at that container. finally, "did you buy this ice cream, or was this his?" the young man sitting on the couch dealing with more than he should have to answered back, "it's not mine, he went out and bought it late last night while you were asleep. i guess that must have been his last meal." the awkward silence resumed it's place in the room for about another five or ten minutes. finally the veil of silence was pierced once more, "do you think it'd be wrong to eat it? i mean would it be considered stealing from the dead?" they both looked at each other with the image of those lifeless eyes in both our their minds. "well...maybe he bought it, ate as much as he wanted and knew that we would finish the rest after... you know... after this happened." the blank faces were turning to confused looks now. "i don't know... maybe we should just throw it out."
"don't be ridiculous. does it have his name on it?"
"no."
"well then it's fair game then."
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