Near Death / Twilight (Slow Update & Rewrite)

Problems Keep On Pilling Up

               "Bullshit." Worwick shot back. "At every party I've seen you at, you never once looked like you were enjoying yourself."

                 "You don't look to hard. Every time you set your eyes on me I'm was in the process of catching my breath. No doubt you were side tracked by the women at the party. Be it the natural or the supernatural." Everyone around me new I was right. Every time he walked into a room of a party all the women sway towards the chain smoking cyclops and an occasionally guy or two. Gets all the men at the party jealous. And it is hilarious.

             "Still call bullshit." Flipping him the bird. He didn't deny he was sidetracked. Nick tapped his long time partner shoulder holding pictures between his fingers. "You got proof, let me see." Snatching the pictures out of the deaf swordsman fingers.

              "Question?" Doug asked, "who the hell still has printed pictures?"

                 I Couldn't help but get defensive. "You shut up, Shorty. Just because technology is so advance and people don't print out their pictures doesn't mean people should relay on the phones. What "if " the electricity and technology all offline and never come back on leaving humanity to go back in the stone age. What are people going to do then. Even if I make back up copies of everything I still print or write it out. Same goes for pictures, saved backup on my phone I also print out and add to my scrapbook and albums."

                "Holy cow," Doug put his hands in surrender. "I get it, calm down. You sound like an old person saying things like that. And I got to say that is a pretty big "if " and when the electricity going out."

                 "Still something to think about." I muttered. "And there is nothing wrong with sounding like an old person. I've been told multiple times I'm an old soul in an young persons body, best to have a adult point of view instead of just a teenage or adult airhead who doesn't have a clue how the world works." It's the main reason why people come to me or someone older with the experience under their belts with their opinion instead of the internet and teenage full of themselves-hormonal-thoughts- who can't do anything without saying they got some kind of medical or disability when they're obviously faking it and ruining it for those do have those kids of problems. It take one person to ruin it all for everyone.

                "Wow, you really are going to hate the up coming future."

                 "Tell you the truth I hope I'm dead before the time comes." I said tiredly.

                   "Aw, don't be like that, you never know maybe the future will turn out better than you think." Doug encouraged.

                   "Still doubt it. I'll have to see it to believe it. Then again I'm a hypocrite to my own words."

                       "That one can agree on." Doug pointed at me in agreement, but because of his short stature he point up at me.

                         "Holy shit!" We turned to see Worwick going back and forth looking at the pictures. "Why haven't I seen you have fun before?"

                         "Again, one word, women."

                          "No way. I was at these parties when these were taken and I was with Alex explain things to her."

                          "In all ten photos?" I asked, doubt in my voice with one eyebrow raised.

                           "You can knock it off with the Vulcan eyebrow, she was confused what the meaning behind the meanings of every party. Still trying to break her from, her once drug-illusion-induced, now confused brain. That not every party is going to be about having her lay with every man and woman there." He explained animated, that not every party he went to didn't always involve an unknown women who needed his attention. Which was true.