Monday, November 1, 2010

Impatient, Loud and Panicked

He knocked impatiently on the door with his fist. He hadn’t decided on a plan if Seth wasn’t home, but lucky for him, after little waiting, the door swung open and twenty-two year old Seth answered the door.

“Geez, Tristan. Loud enough?”

“Let me in,” Tristan didn’t wait. He squeezed past his mate and into the hallway, where his German Shepherd came bounding, barking like mad.

“Calm down,” Tristan wasn’t sure if he was talking to him or the dog, “What up?”

“I need a favour.”

[86 words]

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