5 weeks before abduction
josh put a piece of popcorn in his mouth as he watched south park. it was a friday night, and he was just hanging out at the apartment.
he looked over when the door opened and ryan walked in.
"hey ryy how was it?" josh asked, ryan loosening his tie he had on.
"long and boring. some guy came to talk to us." ryan shook his head. he immediately headed over to the freezer and grabbed three hot pockets. he had just gotten back from his weekly chapter meeting with his frat. this meeting was formal attire.
"whatchu been up to?" ryan asked.
"just finished my essay finally, and been watchin south park." josh nodded. he grabbed his phone after it dinged. "when's rent due?"
dallon: the place cancelled on us 🥲
josh: aww why wtf
"uh i think this next thursday." josh said while typing. "bro the bar cancelled on dal."
"damn, why?" ryan said, doing the hot mouth thing as he took his first bite of hot pocket.
"i dunno i asked." josh said. the brobecks were supposed to play at a bar in a couple hours and josh and ryan were gonna go.
d: they cancelled the live band for tonight
d: i'm not sure why
d: probably to spite me.
j: they probably cancelled it cause you're too sexy
"he just said they cancelled the live band for the night." josh shrugged.
"that's bullshit." ryan said. "are they doing anything else?"
"no i don't think so." josh said.
d: you are absolutely right
j: of course i am
j: are y'all doing anything else?
"well, invite him and bren over we ain't got shit else to do tonight." ryan said.
"yeah i'll ask." josh said. "will you hand me a coke."
ryan handed him one from the fridge. josh opened it and took a sip.
d: nah
d: too late to find anything else
j: you and bren wanna come over?
j: movie night
d: yeah we'll be there
d: miss ur face
j: miss urs more
"they're gonna come." josh said.
"sweet." ryan nodded. "aw fuck."
josh giggled, ryan panicking and using a paper towel to try and get the hot pocket off of his white button up.
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"the men have arrived." josh said, answering the call and opening the gate for them.
"i love me some men." ryan said.
the door opened after a few minutes, dallon walking in first followed by brendon in sunglasses and a sombrero.
"hola amigos." brendon said, dallon laughing.
"we went to walmart." dallon chuckled, handing josh a walmart sack.
"and brendon bought a sombrero?" josh chuckled, opening up his present.
"hey it was on clearance." brendon said.
"awww baby yayyy," josh cheered, seeing dallon had bought him some pizza pringles and some chunky chips ahoy, his favorite snack ever. "thank you."
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Mystery / ThrillerStockholm Syndrome /ˈstäkˌhō(l)m,ˈstäkōm ˈsinˌdrōm/ noun feelings of trust or affection felt in many cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor.
