

From Now On We Are Enemies 77. ContagiousFrom Now On We Are Enemies 7
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After our little office conflict, we worked and finally the whistle sounded, so we went to lunch. I offered Patrick a ride to get something to eat beside his nasty looking sack lunch, but he refused. I watched him walk away to the back of the building then jumped into my car and drove away.
Of course I went to Starbucks for some coffee then headed back to work. I quickly made my way to the back of the building and was surprised that Patrick wasn't there. I saw him make his way over here so where could he have gone. I wasn't going to lie he was a mystery; he did


From Now On We Are Enemies 66. Blissfully IgnoredFrom Now On We Are Enemies 6
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Patrick was asleep on his desk. I moved over to see his face; his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. I couldn't help but smile; he had the face he had when he was a baby. A small amount of drool was on the papers he laid on. He was the cutest thing I've ever seen.
"Woah! Wentz you are not developing a crush on him." I spoke out loud in a slightly hushed tone. But I knew the answer to this, I was. I was most certainly developing a crush. I was bi, but Patrick didn't now that. He would think I was a creep if I told him, and it would worry him that his


From Now On We Are Enemies 55. The Walls Lean In To ListenFrom Now On We Are Enemies 5
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After Patrick left, I went back home to my apartment. I had to take a shower. After I was done, I inspected my clothes to see if there was any blood. I smiled happily seeing there was none. I didn't like having to change out of suits so often.
I went over to my cabinet and pulled out some Easy Mac. I poured it in a bowl and poured some water in, while it heated in the microwave, I went over to the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk, I placed it on my small table and went over to mix the macaroni making sure they didn't stick together. Once I was d


From Now On We Are Enemies 44. AggressionFrom Now On We Are Enemies 4
*Patrick's POV*
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"Why do you guys always gotta be fucking calling my house?! Stop calling! Your company can go fuck itself!!!" with that the line went dead.
"Great..." I sighed and put the phone down on the receiver. I hated my job, but the people who tested us at the orphanage said I would be good at this. Maybe I had to work my way up.
I leaned back in my seat and stared at the empty desk that faced me a few feet away. Joe had quit and he said he was going to move out of town and go find a job where they would appreciate him. I wish I could


I'm wishingHe's been in my care for years and he just doesn't seem to be getting any better. Poor guy. He's depressed as ever. And each day I see him drag himself into my office, I can see it in his face. That pleading look to just give up.I'm wishing
Give in.
"I can't cry anymore," he tells me.
I glance at my watch and try to wipe my missed hours of sleep from my eyes. He's a special patient. Three hours on a plane to see him. Lose an hour, skip an hour of sleep to meet with him in eight in the morning.
He's just as tired as me. You can see it in his eyes. Under his eyes. Around his eyes. No in his eyes
Two things:
1. Thank you for the comment on my Fall Out Boy Pledge (I know that was awhile ago but still...thank you)
2. I love you signature. That song kicks ass.
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Patrick Stump: My Angel of Music since '09.
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Do not make me angry. I will tell Sylar where you live!
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"Oh, Sam! Did you lick another swing set?"-Carly, iCarly
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"Consider the daffodil, while you're doing that I'll be over here, looking through your stuff."
-Jack Handy & Patrick Stump (The Making of 20 Dollar Nose Bleed)
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"I steal only what I can't afford... and that's everything."
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"Consider the daffodil, while you're doing that I'll be over here, looking through your stuff."
-Jack Handy & Patrick Stump (The Making of 20 Dollar Nose Bleed)
Have a magnificent day!
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