Ok. So, the last time we saw Patrick, he had inadvertently destroyed his sweater at the park and was looking for somebody to lend him theres. Patrick was about to ask this one girl across the road. She had dark features and short purple hair. The sweater she had on was black laced with purple color and had a ghost on the front. Patrick thought it looked cool and was already thinking about sporting it. He jogged up to her.
"Hey. Thats a nice sweater". He waited for her reply. None came. She just stopped. And stared. Her eyes were like daggers. "As you can see, i do not have a sweater and i am very cold. I noticed that you are wearing a heavy, longsleeve shirt and was wondering if i could perchance borrow your sweater?" Still nothing. Her eyes just stabbed at him. He tried to stare back, but he soon gave up. Nothing seemed to penetrate her gaze, so he left her. She resumed walking.
Wow. That was weird, Patrick thought. No worries though. He shook it off. There was still another person on the road. She looked older than Patrick. With orange hair, and a long blue skirt...made of felt? He didnt know, but he was cold and he noticed her warm sweater. She was holding it. She didnt really need it apparently. He went over.
"Excuse me miss. I notice you are holding a sweater. You might not think its cold, but i sure do and i would really appreciate it if you would be so kind as to lend me your sweater." He tried to be extra polite. She looked willing enough.
"Im sorry, but this sweater is currently reserved. My friend might meet me here if he feels like it and i really dont want him to get cold if he comes back". Her voice was very lovely, Patrick thought.
"Well, perhaps i could wear it until your friend came, if he does indeed come" almost desperate for the unused sweater.
"No, i just couldn't. It would probably be stetched out after you used it and if my friend did come, it just would not fit him anymore. Im terribly sorry, but i must be on my way. It was a pleasure talking with you." She shook his hand, turned around, and continued her walk.
Patrick didn't seem to have ANY luck that day. He sat down on a bench and considered his options...
Well. Thats it for Patrick right now. I hope you have fun with it. Rich in symbolism. Dr. Yuan would be proud.
5 comments:
Nice story! Is "Patrick" gonna keep hitting on under-age girls and old ladies?
i think ti's time to introduce Matt and Cat.
yup i am DEFINITELY thinking that sweaters are irish code for "apples" :-D
oops forgot this again:
-Stina
Haa haa, forgot to put my name up there. The first post was by me, BTW.
-Jimmy
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