The Demon Band Chapter 1

This is the first chapter of my story, The Demon Band.
That is not the official title.

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Chapter 1

“Here’s a place!” Said Alex.

Richard picked up the classified section that Alex was reading and gazed at it. “The guy who
owned it last, died you idiot!” Said Richard
“What’s wrong with that?”
“I am not staying in a dead guy’s apartment!”
“At least come check it out!” pleaded Alex
“Fine, but we aren’t buying it.” Richard responded.

As they were walking to the apartment complex, Alex decided to engage in a conversation.
“Do we have any gigs yet?” He asked.
“Not, one.” Richard answered.
“How are we going to get money for food? We’ll be broke once we get an apartment.”
“Well, I was going to sell blood.”
“I’m serious.”
“We could sell the stuff that the dead guy left in this apartment.”
“I thought we weren’t getting this apartment” Alex remarked.
“I’m tired of living in a hotel. Although it is nice to get your beds made for you.” Richard answered, not making eye contact with him.

Once they found the apartment, they bought it immediately.
“Lets see what the guy left here.” Said Richard
Around the room there were several bookshelves, filled with books on philosophy. They both sat down on the patio and Richard grabbed a pack of cigarettes lying on the table.
“How did we, the greatest band ever, end up living in a dead guy’s apartment?” Asked Alex.
“It’s a dog eat dog world out there, Alex.” Richard lit a cigarette and blew smoke from it. He looked cool.
Alex looked at him confusedly.
“You don’t smoke.” He said.
Richard dropped the cigarette and coughed his guts out. He did not look cool anymore.