Squad141
The Purple Soul
Its the middle of June, and its a strangely nice summer day. You pull up to the driveway of your friends manor (which is always fun to say, after all, who has one of those anymore by inheritance?) and think.
Fred hasn't been responding to your calls and texts for a while. Its strange that he just up and holds a get-together like this out of nowhere, especially with more than one person. Sighing, you step our of your transportation, and onto the gravel path up to the grandiose front door.
Shaking your head, you get those strange thoughts out of your mind. Calm down. It's just Fred. If you know him at all (which you do), he'll try and set a new record of terrible jokes in front of the biggest audience since college. It's gonna be a fun night, with fun things, joined by a group of friends.
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From the upstairs window, you are unknowingly watched by two figures. Fred turned to his left. "Are you sure? With them? I can call it off if it-" he was cut off by an unknown voice. Sighing and nodding, he closed the blinds to the hall window, and the lights in the room snapped back on.
He was alone, joined by only one other unseen force.
Frederick headed downstairs to greet his friends, only glancing at the structure in his backyard. And just like him, it waited impatiently.
Fred hasn't been responding to your calls and texts for a while. Its strange that he just up and holds a get-together like this out of nowhere, especially with more than one person. Sighing, you step our of your transportation, and onto the gravel path up to the grandiose front door.
Shaking your head, you get those strange thoughts out of your mind. Calm down. It's just Fred. If you know him at all (which you do), he'll try and set a new record of terrible jokes in front of the biggest audience since college. It's gonna be a fun night, with fun things, joined by a group of friends.
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From the upstairs window, you are unknowingly watched by two figures. Fred turned to his left. "Are you sure? With them? I can call it off if it-" he was cut off by an unknown voice. Sighing and nodding, he closed the blinds to the hall window, and the lights in the room snapped back on.
He was alone, joined by only one other unseen force.
Frederick headed downstairs to greet his friends, only glancing at the structure in his backyard. And just like him, it waited impatiently.
