Who're you Talking To?
Michael laid his head in his hands as he sat at his desk. He looked up at his screen and sighed at the amount of work he had left. He was so far behind on videos for the next week and needed to get them done before Thursday.
"A little help guys..?" He asked himself. In a short moment 2 figures appeared on his couch.
"I'm here to help, Red!"
"I guess I can help..."
"Close the door and close the blinds we're going to work. Blue, you're up first."
"M-me? Why me?" Blue hesitantly stood up and took a seat in the black leather chair. His palms were sweaty from the nervousness he had. "What if they don't like me?" He started to tear up.
"Of course they'll like you! You just have to have fun!" Yellow sprang up from the couch and pulled Blue into a hug.
"You guys can hug later we have vid-" the door slammed open and in came Barney.
"Hey Red, who were you talking to." Barney asked with a stern voice.
"J-just Blue and Yellow--" He sat back on the couch and his face grew red.
"Meet me after work well go to my place." John left the door open as he went back to his office.
What am I going to do-- what if we- no. No he wouldn't do it again. Would he?
Are you sure, Red?
Of course I'm sure, Blue. He was just drunk. But.. I would like to do it again--
WHAT?!!
Jeez Yellow,
Sorry.. But we can't stop you so, have fun.
Michaels face turned red at the thought of another night with John.
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