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going to have a band bringing their stuff through here,” Pike said.
“Oh yeah?” Mason asked.
“Yeah a folk band or something I think. Karl wanted music, but nothing on an MP3 player or record even. He said it had to be live.” Pike leaned in closer and put his hand to his mouth as if he could hide what he was saying from Karl. He kept his voice at the same loud tone, “Karl is letting his first showing get to his head and he’s turning into a prima donna.” He winked.
“My brain may not be working at its full capacity, but my ears work perfectly fine, Pike,” Karl said with a grunt as he pushed past us with four boxes.
My phone went off again, and I set my boxes on the table before reading a message from Wynn.
Wynn: We are running late, but will be at the showing around 8.
Me: Ok see you then.
I put my phone back in my pocket and it went off a second time.
Brecken McNett: Well, you’re correct, it more than likely is the same exhibit you’re going to, since there's only one art gallery in town. I might see you there then.
She was definitely trying to play it cool with me. No chick could be that standoffish and mean it.
Me: I look forward to the possibility.
“Hey man, good to see you before noon,” Karl said from the other room.
I heard Gabe’s laugh. “Yeah, I do get up before noon Karl. It’s just I’m usually working. It’s Saturday. I’m off work. I wanted to see if you needed help with set up this morning.”
“Well thanks, man. We’re moving the boxes into the other room,” Karl said.
“Blakey,” Gabe said as I rounded the corner to grab more boxes from the elevator. “From the lack of checking your phone constantly, I assume you heard back from your little drummer friend?”
“Okay, that can end any time now. I didn’t talk about her that much,” I said as I grabbed more boxes.
“Yeah, you did,” he said with a light shove past me. “You became fucking annoying after a while with it.”
Karl nodded. “He’s right. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you check your phone that much.”
“You guys are assholes,” I said as I turned back to the main room.
“Oh Blake, don’t be such a baby. We only do it out of our strong male bond with you,” Gabe said with a loud laugh.
“Did you hear from Maggie?” I asked Gabe. Maggie is Hannah’s cousin and one of Gabe’s closest friends.
Gabe shifted his eyes away from me before responding. “No, but Hannah said Maggie won’t be by tonight.”
“Huh, that’s strange,” I said.
Gabe looked past me at Karl, “Hey man, how you feeling?” he asked.
“As if I’m going to shit my pants from nerves; that’s how I’m feeling,” he said with a serious expression.
Gabe laughed, “Karl, why do you seem dead serious?”
“Because he is,” I said with a loud laugh.
“You’re not seriously going to shit yourself are you Karl?” Mason asked.
“No, dipshit, I’m not going to shit my pants, but I might kick each of you in the balls before you jackasses can tell me the definition of carfuffle.”
I laughed. “That makes no sense Karl. First off, none of us can define the word so it gives you plenty of time to kick our asses. What the fuck does that even mean?” I asked.
“Well my friend, the very definition of that word can be found in the question itself if you choose to find it,” he said as he turned his back to us to finish his work.
“That guy,” Gabe said as he shook his head.
“Well, is anyone going to look it up?” Mason asked.
I pulled out my phone and searched for the definition.
Karl came back into the room and I smiled at him. “We’re in the clear. It’s a commotion, disorder, or agitation. You are so fucking weird man,” I said as I pulled Karl into a head lock, and then kissed the top of his head.
“Did you just kiss my head, you fuck?” he asked with a laugh, pushing me away.
“Yep. If you are going to use a word like carfuffle, it’s what you deserve,” I said.
The
“Oh yeah?” Mason asked.
“Yeah a folk band or something I think. Karl wanted music, but nothing on an MP3 player or record even. He said it had to be live.” Pike leaned in closer and put his hand to his mouth as if he could hide what he was saying from Karl. He kept his voice at the same loud tone, “Karl is letting his first showing get to his head and he’s turning into a prima donna.” He winked.
“My brain may not be working at its full capacity, but my ears work perfectly fine, Pike,” Karl said with a grunt as he pushed past us with four boxes.
My phone went off again, and I set my boxes on the table before reading a message from Wynn.
Wynn: We are running late, but will be at the showing around 8.
Me: Ok see you then.
I put my phone back in my pocket and it went off a second time.
Brecken McNett: Well, you’re correct, it more than likely is the same exhibit you’re going to, since there's only one art gallery in town. I might see you there then.
She was definitely trying to play it cool with me. No chick could be that standoffish and mean it.
Me: I look forward to the possibility.
“Hey man, good to see you before noon,” Karl said from the other room.
I heard Gabe’s laugh. “Yeah, I do get up before noon Karl. It’s just I’m usually working. It’s Saturday. I’m off work. I wanted to see if you needed help with set up this morning.”
“Well thanks, man. We’re moving the boxes into the other room,” Karl said.
“Blakey,” Gabe said as I rounded the corner to grab more boxes from the elevator. “From the lack of checking your phone constantly, I assume you heard back from your little drummer friend?”
“Okay, that can end any time now. I didn’t talk about her that much,” I said as I grabbed more boxes.
“Yeah, you did,” he said with a light shove past me. “You became fucking annoying after a while with it.”
Karl nodded. “He’s right. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you check your phone that much.”
“You guys are assholes,” I said as I turned back to the main room.
“Oh Blake, don’t be such a baby. We only do it out of our strong male bond with you,” Gabe said with a loud laugh.
“Did you hear from Maggie?” I asked Gabe. Maggie is Hannah’s cousin and one of Gabe’s closest friends.
Gabe shifted his eyes away from me before responding. “No, but Hannah said Maggie won’t be by tonight.”
“Huh, that’s strange,” I said.
Gabe looked past me at Karl, “Hey man, how you feeling?” he asked.
“As if I’m going to shit my pants from nerves; that’s how I’m feeling,” he said with a serious expression.
Gabe laughed, “Karl, why do you seem dead serious?”
“Because he is,” I said with a loud laugh.
“You’re not seriously going to shit yourself are you Karl?” Mason asked.
“No, dipshit, I’m not going to shit my pants, but I might kick each of you in the balls before you jackasses can tell me the definition of carfuffle.”
I laughed. “That makes no sense Karl. First off, none of us can define the word so it gives you plenty of time to kick our asses. What the fuck does that even mean?” I asked.
“Well my friend, the very definition of that word can be found in the question itself if you choose to find it,” he said as he turned his back to us to finish his work.
“That guy,” Gabe said as he shook his head.
“Well, is anyone going to look it up?” Mason asked.
I pulled out my phone and searched for the definition.
Karl came back into the room and I smiled at him. “We’re in the clear. It’s a commotion, disorder, or agitation. You are so fucking weird man,” I said as I pulled Karl into a head lock, and then kissed the top of his head.
“Did you just kiss my head, you fuck?” he asked with a laugh, pushing me away.
“Yep. If you are going to use a word like carfuffle, it’s what you deserve,” I said.
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