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Ah, Johnny's the best! *Sigh. Don't you think they should have called the movie "SAM" because no one I know actually cares about Benny . . . or
Joon.
"Hi Ruthy! Well, I made it" Sam greeted, somewhat nervously. "Sam, there's been a change of plans, I think we should go to my apartment
instead. OK?" Sam bobbed his head in agreement. Sam spun around and held the door open for Ruthy, who grabbed her coat and smiled back thanks Sam!" Sam gentlemanly tipped his hat in response.
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Meanwhile, Joon carefully peeked over the garbage bin lid. BANG! Whoops-a-daisy! "What was that?!" Joon heard Sam ask.
"Probably just a stray cat" Ruthy replied. Shrugging, Sam closed the door, and held up his arm, which Ruthy linked with hers. Joon could vaguely hear Sam whistling "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz." Joon silently leaped up, adjusted her mustache, and began trailing once more.
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Joon watched jealously as the man she loved followed Ruthy into her apartment. 'My goodness, he follows her around like a happy little puppy dog! But he's MY happy little puppy dog damn-it!' Joon thought bitterly.
After the two were safely inside, Joon snuck behind a tree. She was still too far away to hear what was going on inside, but she could see a slight
silhouette through the curtains. She crouched on the ground and watched for a while. What are they doing? Joon thought tensely. Unfortunately, her
question was soon to be answered. From what she could see, Ruthy and Sam where getting a little TOO close to one another. Oh my God! Joon
whispered softly in disbelief. Joon quickly tiptoed to Ruthy's front door in an attempt to hear what was going on inside. Through the loud clanging
noises, all Joon could make out was "quick Sam" and "trousers off". Holy crap! Joon REALLY couldn't believe her ears this time! Maybe it's about time I paid Ruthy a little visit . . .
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Amongst the rustling inside the apartment, Ruthy and Sam stopped dead at the sound of three little knocks on the door. Ruthy cleared her voice "Um,
who is it?" she called out. "It's me, Joon".
Holy crap-on-a-cracker! Sam and Ruthy looked at each other with panic. "Ah, I'll just be a minute" Ruthy replied. Sam looked as if he were about to faint. He looked around frantically. "What-do-I-do?!" Sam whispered frantically whilst beginning to hyperventilate.
"Quick, grab your pants!" Ruthy mouthed. Sam rapidly nodded, grabbed his trousers and rushed into her broom cupboard . At the same time Ruthy fixed her hair, and opened the door.
"Why hello Joon!" Ruthy greeted. "Hi" Joon replied back. "Mind if I come in?" Before Ruthy could answer Joon stepped over the threshold.
"Ah, what can I do for you?" Ruthy asked, puzzled. "Oh, I don't know. I guess I was lonely. Thought I'd come over for a chat, woman to woman." Joon replied in a syrupy voice. The two chattered for the next hour.
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Sam had never been so afraid in his life! He couldn't believe the coincidence of timing - how Joon happened to drop in, at exactly the same time HE had. Sam was getting a little tired from standing up for so long - and bored. He had already silently recited the entire script of Mr. Deeds Goes To Town. 'Hmmm . . . Gosh, I hope Joon leaves soon, this cupboard is getting a little on the hot side'. Sam lent against the door, straining to hear what was going on.
Unfortunately, he leaned a little TOO far. The door had not been properly shut, and out fell Sam - who was still . . . trouser-less.
Oh dear.
Joon gaped over in horror. Although she had known he was here, just visualizing him - and without any pants was just TOO much for her. She leapt out of her chair, scowled at Ruthy and stormed over towards Sam.
"Uh, hi Joon! It's not what you think . . . really!" Sam managed to stammer. Joon just glared furiously into Sam's eyes, "Why?!" she demanded loudly.
SLAP!!!! Before giving him the world's largest bitch-slap! Even Ruthy winced. Joon rushed out of the apartment before Sam could answer. Sam attempted to chase after her, to no avail.
Just as Sam reached the apartment door Joon slammed it in his face. Sam just stared at the door sadly, not even noticing the old lady across the hall staring at him. Sam knew he better let Joon calm down a little before trying to talk to her again, but he was incredibly worried what she might do . . .
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Joon searched for a photograph of Sam, but could only find one - a recent one taken at the park only a few weeks ago. Joon stared at the photo intently. 'What is wrong with me - besides being ever so slightly mentally ill? Angry tears had already started teeming down her face. Joon purposefully paced towards the hot plate in the kitchen and held the photograph over it, until Sam's face began to bubble, and a hole formed where the man she
loved once was.
Nonchalantly, she tossed the burning photo to the ground . . .
There you go - cliffhanger - at least I hope it sounded like one. I really appreciate reviews - so go on, press that little purple button!
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