Your air conditioner was barely drumming along as you laid there, sweaty skin sticking to the couch. A small fan was beside you, blowing cool air on your face, which helped some but not enough.
A loud ding suddenly sounds around you, causing you to groan as you push yourself up off the couch, wincing as your skin unsticks itself. You quietly walk over to the door as the doorbell rings again and unlock the door. Before you have a chance to open it yourself, the person on the other side opens it for you. You're about to go grab a rolling pin or something, thinking it was an intruder, but that fades when Patrick's head is poked in through the door. He didn't look sweaty at all, despite the sweltering heat outside. You squint at him, annoyed as you place your hands on your hips.
"I thought someone was gonna break in and murder me." You snap at him
"Don't get your hopes up, doll." He jokes
You roll your eyes and step away from the door, allowing him to open it just enough to step inside. He shuts the door behind him with his foot. You turn and make your way back over to the couch, throwing yourself onto it.
"So, what're you here for?" You ask "Henry not letting you bug him so you figured you'd come bug me?"
"Geez, don't get so hurt. You're always gonna be my 2nd favorite target." Patrick grins
"Mhm." I him back, annoyed
"I was gonna suggest going to the Barrens, but I see you're busy." He sighs fakely
You push yourself upright and off the couch so you could turn to look at him. You squint at the obviously acting boy.
"Last time you suggested the Barrens to me you tried to drown me." You huff
"Not on purpose." He shrugs nonchalantly
"You held my head under the water!" You argue
"You let me do it." He shrugs again
You groan in frustration as Patrick walks over to you. He squats down and pokes your cheek a couple of times, which causes you to swat his hand away.
"C'mon, don't hold grudges. It'll be fun." He insists
"If I go will you stop touching me?" You huff
"I make no promises." He replies
"Whatever." You scoff, waving him away
You once again push yourself up off the couch. You walk over to your shoes rack and bend over to grab your shoes.
"Nice view."
You grab an extra shoe and throw it at Patrick, who was now sitting splayed out on your couch. He moves his head to the side and dodges it, making you once again groan in frustration. You plop yourself down on the floor and slip your shoes on over your already sock covered feet, now determined not to give him any sort of "show".
After standing back up, you turn to him, seeing he was already standing beside you.
"Ready to go?" You ask
"Always." Patrick smiles
"Don't try to drown me this time or I'm telling Henry." You tell him
As you speak, you open the door and walk out front. You didn't have to tell your parent(s) where you were going because they were off at work.
"Oh and what will he do? Patrick questions
"I dunno, hopefully beat your twig ass." You reply
Patrick laughs at this as you both make your way onto and down the sidewalk. You stuff your hands into the pockets of your shorts.
"So what's the plan?" You ask
"Not sure."
"Of course." You roll your eyes
You eventually make it to the Barrens. The darkness of the trees and the overgrowth making you a bit nervous. Maybe this wasn't a great idea, after all those stories of kids going missing had come out last year. You fidget with your hands as Patrick starts climbing over the railing.
"Coming?" He asks
"Eh.. well.. second thought.. maybe is should go home. Parents are probably wondering where I am an-" You interrupt yourself with a squeal "-Patrick what the fuck! Put me down!"
"Sure doll." He chirps
Patrick is quick to pick you up and toss you down the hill. You squeal as you go rolling over twigs, leaves, and grass into the pile of more leaves, grass, and twigs below. You rub your arm, which you had landed on and hiss. Patrick surfs his way down to the ground below. He helps you up off the ground and onto your feet much to your frustration.
"You're an asshole." You hiss
You punch him in the chest harshly, causing him to flinch. Patrick still chuckles at your frustration though as he stood hunched over holding his stomach.
"Shit, you still have that arm on you, don't you?" He comments
"Yeah, now don't make me use it." You threaten
Patrick chuckles again and straightens himself back up. His eyes suddenly light up, which is never really a good sign. Patrick grabs your hand and starts dragging you off into the Barrens.