Abnormal Lives
“It had begun to rain. She didn’t have an umbrella and didn’t want the rain to mess up her hair. She wished that she were somewhere cuddled up with Wayne instead of out in the rain. She would rather sweat the curls out of her hair pleasing him than let the rain wash them out. “How do you know Paris is here?”
“He never goes anywhere,” Stefan said. “If I had to bet my life on it, I’d say he was still in the bed sleep.”
“What! It’s damn near eight o’clock.”
“What does that mean?” Stefan asked. “I’v...e known Paris to stay in the bed from one day clean into the next.”
Simone giggled. “Now, that’s lazy.”
“Who are you telling?” Stefan said.
“I wonder if Michael ever confronted Paris about what happened to his place.”
Stefan shrugged. “Who knows; ask him when we get in there.”
Paris opened the door and stood in the doorway, wearing a scarf around his head, a wife beater, and a pair of blue spandex capris.
Stefan leaned against the rail on the porch and grabbed his chest.MoreLess
“He never goes anywhere,” Stefan said. “If I had to bet my life on it, I’d say he was still in the bed sleep.”
“What! It’s damn near eight o’clock.”
“What does that mean?” Stefan asked. “I’v...e known Paris to stay in the bed from one day clean into the next.”
Simone giggled. “Now, that’s lazy.”
“Who are you telling?” Stefan said.
“I wonder if Michael ever confronted Paris about what happened to his place.”
Stefan shrugged. “Who knows; ask him when we get in there.”
Paris opened the door and stood in the doorway, wearing a scarf around his head, a wife beater, and a pair of blue spandex capris.
Stefan leaned against the rail on the porch and grabbed his chest.MoreLess
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