I practicaly ran home! Ange showed up at five, and despite Warren's protests for me to stay and hang out, I took off for home. I walked up the stairs and could hear music coming from my apartment. I laughed when I heard Mrs. Ray next door pounding on the wall. I opened the door and Osker was laying down on the couch with his eyes closed. I turned down the radio. "BOUT FUKIN TYME!" Mrs. Ray shouted. I giggled. I put my bag down on the floor, and walked over to Osker. I stood over him, and then started to speak in a low deep voice. "Oz. Oz it's time to go. Your time here on earth is over. Come with me. Ozzzz. Ozzzzz. OZ!" Then I blew in his face. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" He yelled, tried to jump up, but ended up falling off the couch and onto the floor. I started laughing so hard! He reached up, grabbed my hand and pulled me down on the floor with him. I landed half on top of him and he grabbed me and tickled me. "STOP IT!" I shouted, laughing. Mrs. Ray pounded on the wall. "Be quiet. You are upsetting Mrs. Ray." Oz said in a serious voice. "You are an asshole." I said, and sat up. "How was work?" He asked me, and yawned. "Better then how your breath smells! Smoke much weed today? FUCK!" I said, plugging my nose. "FUCK YOU!" He said, and laughed. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running and laughed because he was brushing his teah. Oz was skinny, and always wore shorts. Most of his upper body was covored in tattoos, and he had one of his eyebrow's peirced 3 times. He came back out, pulling a black wifebeater over his head. "So, what time to you work?" I asked him. "I'm off tonight." He said. "You are? You have a Saturday off? How did you manage that?" I asked. He worked Security at building down town and always managed to get the really shitty hours. "They hired some newbies. Looks like I'm moving up." He said. "Awesome. Hey, wanna go to a battle of the bands thingy next Saturday?" I asked him. "Sure." He said. "Some really hot guy invited me." I told him. "Oh, really? Hotter then me?" He asked, and I laughed. "Yes. A lot taller too." I said, and stuck out my tounge. "Well, it's a good thing I don't like blondes then." He said, and flipped me off. I gasped in mock surprise. "You Bastard!" I shouted. "It's okay. The black higlights and your nose ring throw me off of the blonde thing." He said, and I laughed. My hair was cut just above my shoulders. It was blonde, and had some dark brown and black chunks dyed. It looked awesome, if I can say so myself. I also had my nose peirced and several peircings in my ears. I stood up and sat down on the couch, then turned on the TV. "BATMAN? Is that all you watch??" I asked him. "Yeah. Batman kicks ass." He said. "It's a freaking cartoon! That you recorded on tapes when you were a fucking kid!" I yelled. He was in the Kitchen getting some food. "We have nothing to eat." He said, walking out. "Then let's get food dumbass." I said, and stood up. "Let me change real quick." I walked to my room, which faced Oz's room and walked in. I found some jeans, and a light pink sweater-hoodie. I fixed my makeup real quick, and then went back to the living room to get Oz. "Ready?" I asked. "Bout Fukin Tyme!" He said, imitating Mrs. Ray. "Shut up! Let's go." I said, and grabbed my bag. "Wait! You are just wearing shorts and a wifebeater?" I asked him. "Yeah." He said. "It may be spring, but we are still in fucking Chicago!" I yelled at him. "It still gets chilly at night." "Sorry! fuck." He said, and went to his room. He came back wearing a sweatshirt. "I can't believe you don't get cold! We moved here from Arizona." I said. "I just don't! Now stop wining." He said. I just shook my head and we left. Oz had moved with me to Chicago six months before. We had known each other since we were kids, and had both always kind of watched out for each other. We climbed in Oz's beat up El Dorado and started the drive (quest) to find food.
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I practicaly ran home! Ange showed up at five, and despite Warren's protests for me to stay and hang out, I took off for home. I walked up the stairs and could hear music coming from my apartment. I laughed when I heard Mrs. Ray next door pounding on the wall. I opened the door and Osker was laying down on the couch with his eyes closed. I turned down the radio.
"BOUT FUKIN TYME!" Mrs. Ray shouted. I giggled. I put my bag down on the floor, and walked over to Osker. I stood over him, and then started to speak in a low deep voice.
"Oz. Oz it's time to go. Your time here on earth is over. Come with me. Ozzzz. Ozzzzz. OZ!" Then I blew in his face.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" He yelled, tried to jump up, but ended up falling off the couch and onto the floor. I started laughing so hard! He reached up, grabbed my hand and pulled me down on the floor with him. I landed half on top of him and he grabbed me and tickled me.
"STOP IT!" I shouted, laughing. Mrs. Ray pounded on the wall.
"Be quiet. You are upsetting Mrs. Ray." Oz said in a serious voice.
"You are an asshole." I said, and sat up.
"How was work?" He asked me, and yawned.
"Better then how your breath smells! Smoke much weed today? FUCK!" I said, plugging my nose.
"FUCK YOU!" He said, and laughed. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running and laughed because he was brushing his teah.
Oz was skinny, and always wore shorts. Most of his upper body was covored in tattoos, and he had one of his eyebrow's peirced 3 times. He came back out, pulling a black wifebeater over his head.
"So, what time to you work?" I asked him.
"I'm off tonight." He said.
"You are? You have a Saturday off? How did you manage that?" I asked. He worked Security at building down town and always managed to get the really shitty hours.
"They hired some newbies. Looks like I'm moving up." He said.
"Awesome. Hey, wanna go to a battle of the bands thingy next Saturday?" I asked him.
"Sure." He said.
"Some really hot guy invited me." I told him.
"Oh, really? Hotter then me?" He asked, and I laughed.
"Yes. A lot taller too." I said, and stuck out my tounge.
"Well, it's a good thing I don't like blondes then." He said, and flipped me off.
I gasped in mock surprise.
"You Bastard!" I shouted.
"It's okay. The black higlights and your nose ring throw me off of the blonde thing." He said, and I laughed.
My hair was cut just above my shoulders. It was blonde, and had some dark brown and black chunks dyed. It looked awesome, if I can say so myself. I also had my nose peirced and several peircings in my ears. I stood up and sat down on the couch, then turned on the TV.
"BATMAN? Is that all you watch??" I asked him.
"Yeah. Batman kicks ass." He said.
"It's a freaking cartoon! That you recorded on tapes when you were a fucking kid!" I yelled. He was in the Kitchen getting some food.
"We have nothing to eat." He said, walking out.
"Then let's get food dumbass." I said, and stood up. "Let me change real quick."
I walked to my room, which faced Oz's room and walked in. I found some jeans, and a light pink
sweater-hoodie. I fixed my makeup real quick, and then went back to the living room to get Oz.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Bout Fukin Tyme!" He said, imitating Mrs. Ray.
"Shut up! Let's go." I said, and grabbed my bag. "Wait! You are just wearing shorts and a wifebeater?" I asked him.
"Yeah." He said.
"It may be spring, but we are still in fucking Chicago!" I yelled at him. "It still gets chilly at night."
"Sorry! fuck." He said, and went to his room. He came back wearing a sweatshirt.
"I can't believe you don't get cold! We moved here from Arizona." I said.
"I just don't! Now stop wining." He said. I just shook my head and we left.
Oz had moved with me to Chicago six months before. We had known each other since we were kids, and had both always kind of watched out for each other. We climbed in Oz's beat up El Dorado and started the drive (quest) to find food.
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