Paul X Paul 2

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Paul dragged my along to some carnival. A month ago he appeared in my living room and asked me out. He's been bothering me for months. I figured if I went with him he'd leave me the fuck alone.

We were sitting in a ferris wheel. I didn't really like being up so high but Paul seemed happyish. I couldn't tell I was too busy closing my eyes and holding on for my life. I must've gotten over the whole heights thing.

"ISN'T IT BEAUTIFUL!" He said practically screaming. I looked at him and I could see fear in his eyes. If he doesn't like heights either then why the fuck did we go on this?

I looked at the lights and he was right it was quite beautiful. Not the kind of beautiful that you'd scream but to each their own. I looked at the nearby boardwalk. There was a woman dumping something into the ocean and yelling what sounded like "Be Free!"

"Look at that woman over there." I pointed out to Paul.

"Holy shit! Is that Yoko‽" He said shocked.

"Who's-" I was about to ask but I was cut off my Paul yelling at the woman. "HEY YOKO!"

The woman looked up at us and waved. I wonder what she was dumping and why she was doing it on a well lit dock.

"That's Yoko, you'll meet her later in life. You'll also hate her but that's a whole other story."

"What?"

"Don't worry about it." Paul tried to grab my hand but I moved it away so he couldn't.

"Y'know where on a date right?" Paul said slightly annoyed.

"I'm only doing this so that you'll leave me alone." I wish I could just go home and not have to deal with this idiot.

"I'm going to visit you everyday."

Shit! Why didn't I know he was going to do something like that.


Dedicated to Just_Imagine40

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