Status: Active.
Nineteen
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The room was spinning and the red lights burned my eyes. I smiled to myself as I looked upon two Frank's. He was looking at me weird and I didn't know why.
"How many did you drink?" he asked. I tilted my head and squinted at him. Two doubled to four.
"Uhh..." I thought for a moment.
"Come on, lets get you home." he sighed.
"Aww Fwankie." I whined.
"Come on." he took my hand and began to lead me to a crooked door. At least... it looked crooked. "Where do you live?"
"Umm... not with you...?" I slurred. Frank sighed again and a rush of cold air hit me when the door opened. He led me over to his car and opened the door for me. I looked over at a store window and saw endless sparkles from early Christmas lights. I grinned to myself.
"Come on Gee." Frank said softly. I spun around and slipped on a patch of ice. Frank caught me just in time and helped me inside.
"So Gee, do you remember where you live?" he asked when the heat turned on.
"Cemetery Drrrrrrive!" I laughed. Frank rolled his eyes.
"Can I borrow your cell?" he asked.
"Yeah...." I reached into my pocket and it took me a while to fish my cell out of my pocket.
"Gee, thats an Ipod." Frank frowned and averted his eyes back to the road.
"No its not silly!" I giggled.
"Where's your cell?" he asked calmly.
"Pocket." I looked up at the car roof. Frank looked over and began searching my jacket pockets until he found my phone. He went through the numbers until he called one. "Fwankie! I love you!" I blurted out. Frank sighed.
"Hey is this Mikey? ... yeah its Frank. Listen, Gee got himself a little wasted so where do you want me to drop him off? Oh... okay sure. Kay bye." he clicked my phone shut and put it back in my pocket for me.
"Fwankie!" I whined.
"Looks like you're coming with me."
"How many did you drink?" he asked. I tilted my head and squinted at him. Two doubled to four.
"Uhh..." I thought for a moment.
"Come on, lets get you home." he sighed.
"Aww Fwankie." I whined.
"Come on." he took my hand and began to lead me to a crooked door. At least... it looked crooked. "Where do you live?"
"Umm... not with you...?" I slurred. Frank sighed again and a rush of cold air hit me when the door opened. He led me over to his car and opened the door for me. I looked over at a store window and saw endless sparkles from early Christmas lights. I grinned to myself.
"Come on Gee." Frank said softly. I spun around and slipped on a patch of ice. Frank caught me just in time and helped me inside.
"So Gee, do you remember where you live?" he asked when the heat turned on.
"Cemetery Drrrrrrive!" I laughed. Frank rolled his eyes.
"Can I borrow your cell?" he asked.
"Yeah...." I reached into my pocket and it took me a while to fish my cell out of my pocket.
"Gee, thats an Ipod." Frank frowned and averted his eyes back to the road.
"No its not silly!" I giggled.
"Where's your cell?" he asked calmly.
"Pocket." I looked up at the car roof. Frank looked over and began searching my jacket pockets until he found my phone. He went through the numbers until he called one. "Fwankie! I love you!" I blurted out. Frank sighed.
"Hey is this Mikey? ... yeah its Frank. Listen, Gee got himself a little wasted so where do you want me to drop him off? Oh... okay sure. Kay bye." he clicked my phone shut and put it back in my pocket for me.
"Fwankie!" I whined.
"Looks like you're coming with me."
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Gahh it sucks... i just wanted to show you I wasn't dead with this story. Writers block if you've kept up with Lost In You and it you checked Twitter.