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Chapter 192

It was around lunch time and they all went their own ways and were to regroup at 2pm. Paul and John stayed at the studio so they could talk.I

"Okay John. Wanna tell me why you never bothered to show up last night?"

"I told you, I fell asleep."

"There's more to it."

"I had a terrible headache. I took some aspirin last night. Took the wrong stuff. Been achy all day."

"How achy? Headachey? Backachey? Stomachachy? How achy?"

"I already answered that. Headachy. I worked on a lot of stuff this week so of course I'm hurting all over. I'm fine. No need to get worried over nothing."

"Okay but I'll be watching you."

"I'm fine. Will you stop that already?"

"I gotta be cautious. If yer sick, I don't wanna catch it."

"I'm not sick genius. That's why I didn't come over. I took some medicine for my head and tell asleep soon after."

"Okay. I'll forgive you this time, but don't think I will next time."

"Yes muther. Whatever you say. Now, can we get some food? I'm hungry and I want to eat before we have to get back to work."

"Still got an hour and forty-five minutes left. We got all the time in the world."

"I wish we did. Yer buying." John said.

"Me? Why not you?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Okay. I'll buy this time, but next time, you are. Got it?"

"I guess so."

The two decided to walk to a diner instead of drive because it was just across the street. Once they reached outside the diner, Paul pulled out his wallet. Then, they walked in.

"Made sure you got the money with ye?"

"Yeh. What would you do if I didn't have money with me?"

"Then I would buy."

"Okay. I don't have it with me. I left it in my car."

"Nice try. Yer still buying."

Paul sighed. "Alright. Make it cheap."

John stared at him. "Seriously? Didn't realize you were cheap."

"I'm not. I was joking. Get whatever you like."

"Thanks. I will. I'll get everything on the menu."

"Hah. Not."

"Okay. Fine."

They go their food to-go and headed back with John holding the food bag.

"Can't you carry this?"

"I paid for it. You carry it. It's as simple as that. Come on. We're almost back. You can hold it a little while longer."

They reached the entrance of the studio and Paul opened the door, letting John in first, then he walked in behind him. John went over to sit on the couch and he dug out both his and Paul's food.

Paul checked the time. "We got about thirty minutes before George comes back."

"So? We knew he would be back sooner or later."

"Unless he bails on us."

"How why would he do that? I'm only the most sweetest and innocent person in this room."

Paul just glared at him.

"Yer just jealous." John added.

"Of what?"

"My awesomeness."

"I didn't hear anyone say yer awesome."

"Are you deaf? I said it."

"I guess I am deaf because I didn't hear it. I just heard gibberish."

"How dare you."

Paul laughed a d took a bite of his food. "By the way, you are not sweet and innocent."

"Says who?!"

"Me. And if I ask George and Ringo,they would say the same thing. What if I ask yer aunt and Cyn? What do you think they would say?"

"That I am."

"Oh really? Why don't we go over to Mimi's house and ask her."

"No."

"Why not? Afraid of what she'll say?"

"No. I already know what she'll say. ...............she'll say I'm the most awesome person she met."

Paul rolled his eyes. "Okay. Whatever you say."