On a valentines day…
Hoot
It was a surprisingly mild February day, as Roy Eberhardt ran down the beach. The breeze pooled on the back of his neck, as a drop of sweat drooled down his shirt. He looked down at his watch 7:00 a.m. Then, he looked out to the ever slowly rising sun. It was a light pink color, as it peeked ever slightly over the horizon, as if it was not just ready to show itself to the world. Roy was so distracted he hadn't realized a voice was shouting out to him from behind. Roy slowly came to a stop, catching his breath very hardly. He must have been running at his limit, again. The voice came up from behind much faster now, till it reached his side. He didn't have to look up to know who it was. Mullet.
"Hey." Mullet said, catching his own breath. Roy peeked up from his bent over stance, causing a few sweat beads to fall off his hairline.
"Hey." He said, repeating Mullet's words, watching him catch his breath. Mullet bent up then, stretching out, popping his joints.
"Not used to getting up this early?" Roy said with a grin as Mullet yawned.
"Nooooooope." He yawned/said in the midst of a chuckle. Roy raised his brow.
"Well, maybe you shouldn't have come running this morning," Roy stated, peering at the now rising sun, "You aren't used to getting up this early, and you cant even keep up." He looked over at Mullet, as a look of disappointment crossed his face, and his smile dropped, and Mullet looked away.
Whatever. Mullet said to himself quietly.
"Well, then after I finish up my cards, we should have a race." He offered, looking back at Roy in the eyes.
"Oh…shit!" Roy sputtered, smacking himself in the head, "its valentines day??!! ohmygod ohmygod…. I forgot! The cards.. The…."
Mullet broke into a really obnoxious laugh, tears running from his eyes.
"Jesus Roy!" He finally chuckled silently, calming down, "it's a hallmark holiday! It's not that important! God, sometimes you can be gayer than me!" He said without thought, then finally clamped his mouth shut. Roy looked at him questionably, without giving him a chance to retort his peculiar answer, he covered it up, "Oh you know I'm kidding, but its not that important." He said as calmly as he could, trying to end the conversation. Finally, Roy replied slowly.
"Yeaa…. I guess," He felt a bit odd towards Mullet right now, he never joked about anything… "Yea I could help you out. But only if you help me with my crap." Roy replied, stretching, yawning. He felt his muscle strain a little from the rigorous run, but was to distracted to notice the small pains. Mullet quickly replied, seeming a bit off.
"Thanks, Roy. It means a lot. But that means were going to have to do some serious shopping.. For cards that is. I don't really feel like making stupid cards anyways. In fact, we could even send emails if you don't like shopping.." Ok, I should really shut my mouth noww.. Mullet thought. If he finds out im like.. That.. Ohgeese…badd….. Mullets thoughts were interrupted with Roy shuffling his feet mindlessly, like he didn't notice what Mullet had in-other-words just admitted.
"Ok, the last thing sounds the best. Hahaha.. I like shopping but I kinda want to make it simple. Shopping for cards isn't the best…" Roy paused, "You know, I guess…" Mullet silently sighed. Ok. Maybe he doesn't think..that. God I thought I coulda sworn he was gunna laugh in my face… but what does that mean?? maybe im just too label-ish… He rambled silently to himself.. Ro spoke up.
"Alright… well I guess I'll see you around 10? My house." He offered." Mullet nodded, still lost in thought.. " Ok?" Roy spoke up louder, snapping Mullet from his trance.
"Oh..yea! Yea. That's cool." He said, looking up, blushing, "See you then." He finished, turning, and walking silently back home, feeling Roy's glance on his back
