Talking To Gene

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Paul knocked on Gene's door to talk to him. He hoped his best friend could talk to him. Tommy was still asleep in the back seat. 

"Yeah bitch? What's up?" called Gene through the door. He opened it shirtless and barefooted. Paul made a face while Gene zipped his pants up. "Sorry, I just got up. The older twins are cutting teeth so they stayed up most of the night. The younger two don't sleep much."

Paul told Gene what had happened at the police station. "I don't know if he's relieved or terrified. He just passed out in the back seat right now."

Gene pulled on  a shirt as he came outside. He leaned against the car door as he talked to Paul. Eric came out a little bit later in a tank top and shorts. His hair was in a loose, messy ponytail. 

They both talked to Paul for a few minutes before Draco toddled out with a fistful of carrot sticks. "Da!" 

Gene picked him and took the carrot stick he was offered. Eric got one too. Paul pretended to eat one. They three of them talked for awhile and played with Draco. Draco tried feeding Gene another carrot stick and wound up sticking it in his eye by accident. 

"Ow!" cried Gene. 

Eric took Draco while Paul tended to Gene. "I think you'll survive. Just a bit of watering and redness."

"Thanks Dr. Love." mumbled Gene. 

"You're welcome."

Paul got back in the car and headed home.

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