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random sex now. It's important to me."
    Give up his shop? Jason was taken aback. His shop meant everything to him; he'd never just casually throw that on the table unless he truly meant he was serious. He looked deep into the brown eyes of his best friend, the man who stood by him no matter what. In that moment, he saw the pain of years of loneliness and wanted nothing but the best for him.
    "Alright. Six months from today. December 12th," Jason put the date in his phone and turned to Holden with a good natured slap on the back, "I sincerely hope you make it."

Chapter Two: Emily
    The quiet giggles radiated through the room as she typed rapidly on the keyboard. An introvert, Emily kept up to date with her friends through the computer. It was easier than trying to meet up only to have some medical emergency come up and her have to leave. She'd resigned herself to staying at home as much as possible and living vicariously through her extended social media friends.
    Caught in the middle of a battle of wits with a group of friends that had joined together on a chat messenger, she was interrupted by the blaring of her cell. It took her a few moments to get to it on the far table as she winced trying to get up from her seated position.
    Getting old , she laughed, growing stiffer by the day it seems.
    Emily had just sat the phone back down on the charging base and walked into the small kitchen of the apartment she rented. While it had always been enough for her through the years, it now felt too small and confining for her taste. The glass rattled in her hand as she tried to pour her some juice; still shaken by the news. She knew this day was coming, but deep down she always hoped she had more time. At 27 she had already beaten the odds, and she had hoped that luck would last. The doctor today had let her know the luck she'd had for so long would soon run out.  
    Six months, plus or minus a few weeks. I need to get the rest of my life condensed down in to a six month timeframe now.
    She wondered if she should tell her friends and family and then decided that it would be better for them not to be burdened, for them to continue to be positive and happy while around her instead of sad. Emily exhaled, stopped feeling sorry for herself, and started making a plan.
    'Do or Die' she wrote at the top of a piece of paper. Under it, she began to list everything she needed to do. Everything she'd ever considered but was too afraid to do she hastily scribbled down. The list held secret desires ('get a tattoo'), things normally outside her moral code ('have a one night stand'), and things she thought everyone deserved to have before they died ('find love').
    Tomorrow, the new Emily Heart was preparing to enter the world and the world needed to watch out.
    The sun peeked through the window blinds and let Emily know it was time to rise and especially shine. It was the first day of her 'Do or Die' plan which meant to cross off the first listing. One quick internet search and she had the number to the local tattoo shop, a place called Bearskin Tattoos. She called to set up an appointment, paid her deposit over the phone, and jotted the date of it on a post-it note and stuck it to her fridge. One week from now, she'd be the proud owner of some ink. Now I probably need to figure out what to get , she thought.
    She eyed the rest of her list. Some of the things that stood out for her included 'travel', 'eat something exotic', and 'wear something sizzle-hot'. She laughed over the last one. She was always dressing comfortably because of her medical issues. Things that hugged her lush frame were, at times, painful. Pressure points were everywhere on her, so instead of looking sexy or fashionable, she looked ready for bed. To her, it was the price she paid for better days. Now , she thought, screw better days, I'm going to look hot for once in my life.
    A shrill chime alerted her to incoming messages on her computer. Emily went and sat in front of the sleek