𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙭~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
patrick practically jumped out of his car, sprinting towards henry's window.
without hesitation, he slid the window open, still a bit cautious of making noise, and launching himself through the window.
he landed on henry's bed, and shot up once again.
he was now standing in henry's room, looking around rapidly to find him.
"henry!" he whispered yelled.
he took a step back to see the floor better, only to find henry unconscious on the floor in front of his closet.
patrick fought with his thoughts before deciding on grabbing henry and running out.
he sprinted with henry across his shoulder to his car, where he sat him down and buckled him up.
it felt like i was carrying a dead body, patrick thought.
he then sped off as fast as he could to his house.
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patrick sat with henry's unconscious body, which was positioned up-right against his wall next to him.
he anxiously twitched. he didn't know what to do, so he whipped out his phone and started hysterically messaging his friends.
patrick:
COME OVER RIGHT NOWbelch:
what why?patrick:
HENRY WAS REPLYING TO MY MESSAGES IN GIBBERISHbelch:
???patrick:
SO I WENT TO HIS HOUSE AND FOUND HIM UNCONSCIOUS ON THE FLOOR
SO COME OVER JACKASSbelch:
WHY DIDNT YOU TAKE TO HIM TO THE HOSPITAL?!patrick:
JUST COME ON YOU DICKHEAD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"victor- wake up!" belch shouted, shaking the blonde boy awake.
"god- it's like 1 am dude!" victor shouted back, rubbing his eyes and sitting up to give belch a hateful look.
"henry was replying in gibberish to patrick's texts, so he went to his house and found him unconscious on the ground." belch explained, sighing every couple times for "effect".
victor's eyes widened, "i'll get the keys!"
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belch:
WE'RE COMING VICTOR FOUND THE KEYSpatrick:
I DONT GIVE A SHIT WHAT VICTOR DID
YOU ARE READING
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