Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > Happiness Is A Warm Gun
Introduction -- Sorry it's short
Patrick opened one eye and squinted, rolling over. His head throbbed as he sat up, dizziness washing over him. Patrick looked around his cluttered room. He stook up shakily and stumble toward his bathoom. Patrick leaned over is sink and looked up at himself. His hair was sticking up in odd places from under his hat, which was a suprise to him that it had stayed on. Patrick had to strain to keep his eyes open. He walked back into his room and sat on his bed, picking up a few beer bottles off the ground.
Patrick pulled his sheets back over his mattress and slumped back under them. He pulled open his sidetable drawer and pulled out a small photograph. His thumb ran over the people on it, resting on a girl wih dark brown hair, whose cheek was rubbed up against his. Patrick looked away from the picture quickly and slipped it back into it's hiding place. He let his head fall backwards onto his pillo, and in moments he was asleep.
Patrick opened one eye and squinted, rolling over. His head throbbed as he sat up, dizziness washing over him. Patrick looked around his cluttered room. He stook up shakily and stumble toward his bathoom. Patrick leaned over is sink and looked up at himself. His hair was sticking up in odd places from under his hat, which was a suprise to him that it had stayed on. Patrick had to strain to keep his eyes open. He walked back into his room and sat on his bed, picking up a few beer bottles off the ground.
Patrick pulled his sheets back over his mattress and slumped back under them. He pulled open his sidetable drawer and pulled out a small photograph. His thumb ran over the people on it, resting on a girl wih dark brown hair, whose cheek was rubbed up against his. Patrick looked away from the picture quickly and slipped it back into it's hiding place. He let his head fall backwards onto his pillo, and in moments he was asleep.
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