HALLOWEEEEEEN AT PAULS

halloween at paulsssssss (and patrycks)

"Jesus christ" paul half shouted have breathed into the phone.

"The boss has me for 7 days! 12 hours a day!" patryck nodded and sipped some of the tea in his 'worlds best communist soldier' cup. Paul always vents his UNBELIEVABLE hours to patryck as soon as the schedule touched his hands. It's become more as a tradition than a beneficiary thing.

"I'm sorry about you hours babe, but i have to go pick up my prescription." patryck responded in a fakely solemn voice.

"You still sick?"

"Just a cold."

"Whatever, you'll get over it, i love you."

"Love you too." they both smiled and hung up the phone simultaneously. Patryck made sure that his coat sweater and scarf were all perfectly aligned and opened the door and stepped out into the bitterly cold outside, and opened the door to the green cadillac, he normally didn't mess around with paul's car, but the strict unforgiven stick shift of his 1967 stinger. Did not sound appetizing to his bandaged hands.

He pulled up to the curb opened the door and felt the jolt of the different temperature as the car and shuffled into the prescription waiting room. He sat down, seeing the indifferently long line and sighed, why, why did sudafed have to be prescription only. He began to mesmerize about paul screaming at the guy over the counter for not being able to give him his topical scar remedy because it had traces of melatonin (makes you sleepy) patryck snapped out of the daydream when the man across the counter was yelling at him that he was next in line.

                          Patryck sprung to his bag and hurriedly pulled out his doctor issued prescription, the man over the counter sloppily filled the bottle with pills and slid it over to him rudely. Patryck snatched it up and cursed him and steadily walked out of the store, resisting all the super cool halloween decorations just staring at him to buy and make hi house into the coolest in the neighborhoods, patryck looooved halloween and as did paul.

               This year they promised each other to have a halloween party, but no people from work were allowed, only friends. Patryck rushed to the car and turned the knob on the heater and slid down in the seat and pushed on the gas pedal, when he got home, paul was waiting for him, to let him home early to "tend" to patyrcks every need. Paul had a bag in his hands filled with halloween decorations, and paul sighed dramatically and went over and grab the bag from him, kissed paul's cheek, and they ran into the living room gathering tapped and tacs

As i said before, they loved halloween