Chapter .. 2

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Matt and I joked around for awhile before I went home for the night. My apartment, this small one room living space or my parents house, yah, I chose the apartment. Theres a nice wood frame bed and a night stand lamp on the corner there's a drawer in it filled with all that random junk that I love from Dot but don't want to leave out to be broken. A small couch sits at the foot of the bed with a table in front of it and a tv across from it. The tv sits with an old Nintendo Gamecube and a Xbox 360 in front of it. The pile of games and dvds are stacked as tall as the three foot tall table it sits on. The kitchen is just a fridge, a microwave, a stove top, and a sink with a bit of counter space at the end. The bathroom sits by the door in its own little room, simple, toilet, sink shower, and a big glass mirror with a gold embroidered edge.

So there I was asleep after my long night with Dot. My face gets cold, and wet.

“Woof!”

“Snooz!”

“Woof!”

“Comma! I said snooz!”

*Lick*

“Ah dog lips! Get the hot water!” I roll over and hug my beloved black husky.

Comma is a blue eyed, black, husky. I got him as a puppy from my parents dogs Cody and shyan. His name came from the small shape around his eye that looks like a comma. After a good tummy rub I got up and made me a grilled cheese for me and a milkbone for Comma.

A knock came at the door. “Ray?”

I quickly glanced over to my night stand and saw my clock.

“Two pm! God damn it! Comma, why didn't you wake me up sooner!”

“Woof!”

Another knock. “Ray, you ok in there?”

“Coming!” I yelled with a mouth full of  grilled cheese.

The door opens and I realised the tragedy that was about to unfold. I didn't do anything yet so i'm still sitting here in my boxers as my girlfriend was walking in. other than the fact that its only one cloth away from naked I also should've been dressed in my suit and tie by now.

“Hay Ray.” Dot said walking in with a glee. The smile quickly changed to a confused look. “You’re not wearing that to the found town fair right?”

I looked down at my self well stuffing the last slice of grilled cheese into my mouth. “whats wrong with this?” She didn't look amused.

The found town fair is to celebrate the founding of our town over one hundred years ago. Back then women would dress in these big poofy dresses and carry a parcel, which is just a fancy umbrella to keep sun off that was useless when it rained. Dot was dressed the same way. Her chocolate brown dress wasn't really that poofy but it was still fancy the skirt fell just below her ankles where its suppose to be. Her dress was beautiful. All tho not to be too picky but it did look a bit on the low cut side and a bit tight on her.

“Wait, I said I'm coming, why did you walk in?” I asked

“Oh, I thought you said come in not coming” she laughed a bit, but tried to cover it with her hand. “Well at least you have those on.”

“Well I guess but still I need to get dressed.” I got up and started to get my fancy suit and tie. A dark chocolate brown pants and a matching suit with a white undershirt and light brown tie. I grab my black top hat and my black cane.

“So how do I look?” I asked leaning on my cane and standing tall and strate.

“You look ravishing my dear. May I ask you veiw of my choice of my great grandmothers ball gown?” Dot replied with an english accent, fanning herself with a pocket fold out paper fan.

Silent Dot . . . By Brandon MartinWhere stories live. Discover now