The two agreed, the day after it fell to Patrick to make the metalhead. The two had arranged to meet the three in front of Park City. There was a burning sun, were the first of May and it was really hot that day. James arrived first with ten minutes early and sat in the stands, those the front door, the most affected by the sun, which will provide a nice way to see Diamonds, one of the busiest streets of Vicenza. He wore his black nail over a black hoodie from Iron Maiden, in turn, on top of a shirt of Opeth. He wore trousers and shoes strictly blacks: seemed to want to draw on all the heat if possible, his jacket was hot but despite this, no sweat, and also, although he used to wait for friends in the sun, remained as pale as a corpse.
With ten minutes late also appeared that Patrick arrived in secret as if he would be seen by anyone. She wore red pants and super-tight, a black shirt large enough to Metallica on a nail and covered with patches of various groups of which he had never heard of. I had no hair lacquer, but the streaked green and purple and fluorescent green shoes, suggesting that it was not usually dress like that.
"Wow," said the carrot "There is no comparison to what you were before! He looked like a clown! But now we almost ... "
" But now I look like a depressed clown! "Patrick interrupted.
"But no! Come on, come on! "
" Where? "
" Now you see! We're going to play Santa tonight that now they will be definitely trying! "
" Now?! But they will be sleeping! It's three o'clock in the afternoon! There is a sun that breaks the stones and a warm unimaginable! Who do you want to do something now? "
" strung, eh? "Said James provocative tone.
"With this heat makes me turn the balls' sti clothes! Come on come on, if I'm still here in the sun I cook at all! "
" Ok, ok. Calm down eh! "At this reply, the carrot gets a right arm, but even if expected, would not budge.
"Shit fire!" Patrick said as soon as his hand came in contact with his jacket "look, let's move before it makes you bloated like a boat!" Forking
The two bicycles and proceeded to the oratory of St. Andrew. After five minutes they arrived at their destination but the chapel was closed around it and not wandering soul, not even the birds were singing, "What a funny! There is no one! "Patrick said with an ironic tone, but obviously nervous.
"Yeah it's true! That's funny .. "said the Carotone who apparently had not grasped the irony. "Okay let's take a ride? The Heineken open for five and a half .. "
" No, we're there at the little park, "said Patrick very patiently.
"So to do anything until someone comes along?" The carrot was however, silenced by a look of ice by the friend Truzzi.
After about an hour and a half on a swing pass to fix the creaking empty runs alongside the oratory, James felt a presence. Pricked up his ears, lifted his head and looked towards the speaker: "It's them!" And so he jumped from the swing, saying "It's them! It's them! Let's go Patrick! ", As it was lit and began to run toward the jumping machine that had just stopped. The car came a tall triple the carrot, with a T-shirt Iron Maiden, jeans blacks, blacks curly hair and Ray Ban to drop with mirror lenses.
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With ten minutes late also appeared that Patrick arrived in secret as if he would be seen by anyone. She wore red pants and super-tight, a black shirt large enough to Metallica on a nail and covered with patches of various groups of which he had never heard of. I had no hair lacquer, but the streaked green and purple and fluorescent green shoes, suggesting that it was not usually dress like that.
"Wow," said the carrot "There is no comparison to what you were before! He looked like a clown! But now we almost ... "
" But now I look like a depressed clown! "Patrick interrupted.
"But no! Come on, come on! "
" Where? "
" Now you see! We're going to play Santa tonight that now they will be definitely trying! "
" Now?! But they will be sleeping! It's three o'clock in the afternoon! There is a sun that breaks the stones and a warm unimaginable! Who do you want to do something now? "
" strung, eh? "Said James provocative tone.
"With this heat makes me turn the balls' sti clothes! Come on come on, if I'm still here in the sun I cook at all! "
" Ok, ok. Calm down eh! "At this reply, the carrot gets a right arm, but even if expected, would not budge.
"Shit fire!" Patrick said as soon as his hand came in contact with his jacket "look, let's move before it makes you bloated like a boat!" Forking
The two bicycles and proceeded to the oratory of St. Andrew. After five minutes they arrived at their destination but the chapel was closed around it and not wandering soul, not even the birds were singing, "What a funny! There is no one! "Patrick said with an ironic tone, but obviously nervous.
"Yeah it's true! That's funny .. "said the Carotone who apparently had not grasped the irony. "Okay let's take a ride? The Heineken open for five and a half .. "
" No, we're there at the little park, "said Patrick very patiently.
"So to do anything until someone comes along?" The carrot was however, silenced by a look of ice by the friend Truzzi.
After about an hour and a half on a swing pass to fix the creaking empty runs alongside the oratory, James felt a presence. Pricked up his ears, lifted his head and looked towards the speaker: "It's them!" And so he jumped from the swing, saying "It's them! It's them! Let's go Patrick! ", As it was lit and began to run toward the jumping machine that had just stopped. The car came a tall triple the carrot, with a T-shirt Iron Maiden, jeans blacks, blacks curly hair and Ray Ban to drop with mirror lenses.
The chapter has just ended! To proceed with the Chapter 3 Click here or go back to home .
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