Me and Omega was getting to be close friends. We were sitting in the room with Richard. All his bones healed. It has been five months. I am glad he survived the transplant. But, there was one thing on all our minds. That one thing is Paul. We have not heard from him in months.
"Schneider, what is wrong?"
"Paul, I can't stop thinking about him."
"We are close."
"I know You all are."
"Your right."
"Have you guys tried going to his house?"
"Yes, he won't answer."
I couldn't get that out of my mind. He was never like this. I hope he was ok.
