I’m visiting my brother this weekend. I had a pass to leave the hospital this weekend, so when Dylan came by to pick me up, Susan gave him her mobile phone number and a few instructions. I think Susan likes him. She’s nice but she smiles more whenever he visits and it’s not that kind of fake smile; she’s always in a better mood whenever he’s here.
Dylan has a groovy townhouse in Little Italy and he can afford it because he is an architect. When I first told Edmund what he did for a living, he called him a yuppie asshole. He then asked, “What is he doing in Little Italy anyway? You guys aren’t Italian.”
I told him, “So what. He can live anywhere he wants.”
Since Edmund has something to say about everyone, I’ll say something about him. He’s an asshole who tries too hard to be like this Ted Nugent he talks about. Just because we live in the same room, it doesn’t mean I have to like him, but the other roommates were worse.
Enough about Edmund; at least I have my own room at Dylan’s house. After we dropped things off at Dylan’s house, we went to the Art Store and Dylan bought me a new sketchbook. I needed a new one because I drew and I scribbled all I could on my new one. He then bought me a box of rollerball pens, and he asked me how I could go through so many pens in one month. I told him it’s nothing I’m doing, but Edmund started sticking them up his ass, so I always needed new pens. Dylan told me, “I wish you didn’t tell me that.”
After we left the Art Store, Dylan took mee to a nice Tuscan restaurant and bought me lunch.
“Feuille 13″ will be posted on October 17, 2008.
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Tags: art, creative writing, drawing, fiction, NSFW, Resplendence, the Gold Lady
