[AUTHORS NOTE: Caution, this fanfic is NOT serious...meaning some GOOFY themes and unrealistic/uncanon tropes.]
MAX
*What is wrong with me?!* I thought, lying there, face ablaze in my bed. And of course, I have to see him today. Just great. I practically crawled out of bed, throwing on some business casual clothing and splashing my face with cold water. *Today's a new day, today's a new day, today's a new day* I chanted in my mind as I walked out the front door. Bobby and PJ must've already left. Once I was outside of my complex, I hurried to my car, the cold air biting at my dumbass who forgot to wear a coat. My teeth clattered loudly as I turned on the car, and with it, the radio. "..Four Policemen on the North side of town have been made aware of the strange disappearance of a local male-stripper, who goes by the name 'PJ'. Police are currently investigating, so far with no leads-" I quickly shut off the radio. *That couldn't have been about MY PJ.. right?* I thought, as my unsteady hands raced to call him. Crossing my fingers and holding my breath, I called.
No answer. I tried again. No answer. I tried again, panic setting in. No answer. I sped away, heading to the police station.
AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry for taking so long to put out this next episode!! Expect more updates soon!
