The booth was closing, but the queue still stood. I walked through the people which earned me a few glares from some people. Jordan and the lovebirds were walking right behind me, or they were trying to keep up anyway.
"Sorry guys, the booths closing up" says the man himself.
I've known Andrew A.K.A. GiantWaffle for four years now. I met him at Blizzcon. I still blame my friend for dragging me there, against my own will, but, I left with two great friends.
"Got time for one more?!" my hand waved crazily above all of the heads. Hopefully he heard me I thought to myself.
"Jesus Christ," I heard him hiss under his breath, "Yeah, sure, whatever. What's your name?" he walked back into the booth. I followed him into the room, I had lost sight of Jordan, Tucker and Sonja; but what mattered was that I could talk to Andrew.
"It's RollingMeadows." I muttered sarcastically under my breath, "It's Paige!" I yelled.
"Wait what?! Paige?! Paige as in Paige Mar-" I cut him off as I quickly put my hand over his mouth. I walked him out of the booth and into a smaller room, with a door that I could shut.
I remove my hand from his mouth as soon as I shut the door behind me.
Big mistake...
"Paige?! Paige as in Paige Maron?! Paige as in Blizzcon?!" he sat down on a chair in the far corner. He looked over at me for an answer. My brother, Tucker and Sonja walked in. Andrew looked up but wasn't fazed at all.
"You forgot to mention Paige as in 'RollingMeadows'," Jordan said. I sat down next to Andrew and mentally face-palmed myself.
Jeez, thanks Jordan.
This; started something else...
"It's been a long four years Andrew..." I mumbled, putting my head into my hands.
"Bloody hell Paige! Too right!" he glared at me, then his voice soften a little as he spoke up louder, "you haven't changed one bit, why haven't you contacted me?"
"I did, we did talk to each other recently," I paused for a second as I thought, "yesterday in fact."
He looked at me in disbelief with one eyebrow raised, "what? Really?"
I sighed, I couldn't keep it from him any longer. Best to get it over and done with now.
"You know you're 'trustworthy sub and mod', RollingMeadows, well," I paused for effect, "it's me!"
Still wearing that disbelief face, nice one Andrew.
It took a moment to sink in, but I cut him off before he can say anything.
"Look, it was nice seeing you again and everything, but we're looking for someone who goes by the name of Syndicate or Tom, have you seen him at all today? he's needed at a booth in," I turned on my phone to look at the time, "tenish minutes?"
I heard Jordan mumble something along the lines of 'bloody Tom' and 'time management' under his breath. I laughed and turn around to see a very flustered Jordan.
"What?"
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If Only. (A Syndicate Fan-Fiction.)
Fanfic(Re-Editing.) "I looked over at Tom. Anger, hurt and jealousy apparent in his eyes. Let's just get this over and done with I thought, it's just one kiss and that is all. Joe glared at the twins before he leaned in. It must of been their plan to make...
