Doggy Style

I Use MySpace

Jose's POV

The brat sighed and started to head out the door, before stopping short and looking at Russ. "Are you gonna want these back?" He asked, gesturing to the clothes he had on.

Russ shook his head. "Nah. There're multiples, it's fine."

Tripp shrugged and raised his hand in goodbye before heading out of the house. In my peripheral vision, I could see him through the window, jogging down the cul-de-sac and towards the edge of the nearby woods. Interesting...

"So, Russ," I pursed my lips and turned to the now contrite Russel, "What possessed you to think that it was a good idea to bring a strange naked man, who was very obviously capable of overpowering you, into your home, while you were alone?"

He flushed bright red in embarrassment and sank into the couch, his hands gripping onto his knees, and his lower lip trapped in between his teeth. "Uhm, I guess...I just felt like helping him. I mean, what if he had caught a cold, or gotten attacked by wild animals, or something...?"

Antony cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms across his chest. "Werewolves have near perfect immune systems, and wild animals tend to stay away from them...though I suppose there was no real way for you to know that he was a werewolf."

I rolled my eyes as Antony turned to look at me, hinting that I should give Russel a free pass on this one. I looked back at Russel, who was doing his best impression of a kicked puppy. "Fine, whatever, just don't do it again,"

Russel fist-pumped and jumped up from his seat. "Yes!"

I glanced around the room for a brief moment before getting an idea. "Let's Google Tripp." I smiled deviously at Antony and Russ. "Go get your laptop, Russ."

Russ furrowed his brow, but complied nonetheless.

"You realise that there probably won't be much that shows up, right? The most that'll show up is, like, a Myspace page or something."

I glared at Antony for a moment before turning to face Russel as he came back down the stairs, laptop in hand. "Nobody uses Myspace anymore, Antony."

Antony glared back at me as I typed 'Tripp Anderfall' into the search bar. "I use Myspace..."

I look back at him for a moment in disbelief. "I'm not even gonna dignify that with a proper response."

Russel rolled his eyes and pressed 'Enter'. "Well, let's see what comes up."