ZOSS, knower of the secret name of God, master of all the syllables of royalty, stood there under the starlight for a while longer, staring up at the name of his store, emblazoned bright red against the heavens, and thought it was a good name, but better that Allison thought it was dumb.
The neon letters hummed aloud in the quiet of the nondescript Midwestern college town’s late evening. Proud against that blackness and silence, they read “KILL SIX BILLION DEMONS”.
“Bro, that’s the
ugliest Christmas sweater I’ve ever seen,” Chris exclaimed as soon as William
stepped into the living room. “Is Noora punishing you for something?”
“Very funny. I
actually bought two of these, so we
both could match,” William said,clearly unbothered by Chris’s comment.
“In that case, I
like it very much,” he said trying to
look as earnest as possible, but bursting out into a fit of laughter a moment
later. “Never took you for a romantic. Do you write her lover letter and leave
them around the flat as well?”
“Did you know
that Santa’s flying reindeer were inspired by Odin’s eight-legged horse? Noora
told me that today. It’s actually quite inter-“
“No, no, no. Don’t
change the subject, young man. Tell me, William Magnusso, when did you become
such a romantic? Did Noora torture you by tying you to a chair and making you
watch Love Actually 50 times, or what? Or did she play you one of Justin Bieber’s
albums? And more importantly, is this romance shit contagious?” Chris asked
pretending to look all concerned, but failing miserably. “We can seek
professional help. I am sure doctors will know how to cure you,” he continued,
patting Williams back. William swatted his hand away and shoved laughing Chris
out of the sofa.
“Shut up. Love
does that, it changes us. Trust me, I didn’t think it was possible for me to
change, to become a better man. But, then I met Noora and, I was determined to
become someone who was good enough to be seen with her.”
between them. Chris was taken aback by William’s words. He didn’t think that
their conversation will become so serious, so quickly. As guys they didn’t usually talk about their
feelings. Their conversations usually revolved around girls, parties, sports
and other meaningless stuff. Well, for William it had become meaningless. For
Chris those were still very relevant conversation topics.
“One day you’re
going to meet someone, fall in love, and you won’t be able to imagine you’re
life without that person.”
well, Chris wasn’t used to having serious conversation, not with William, not
with anyone, really. Somehow, he knew that William wasn’t going to let this
conversation drop. So that left him one option, turn this conversation into
You sound just like one of the characters in that TV show that Eva and I
watched a while ago. One Tree something. One chick said, and I quote, Six
billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes, all you need is
one,” he said, making his voice as high pitched as possible and wiping away
fake tears,”After I started laughing she proceeded to smack me accross the
chest, and rant for 5 minutes about how Lucas and Peyton were ment to be
together since the first episode. Peyton is the girl who said that cringy line,
by the way.”
“That must have
been so horrible, how did you survive?” William asked, with amused look on his
“It was brutal,
man. But I made her promise that next time we will watch From Dusk Till
Dawn:The Series and she will get her own snacks because she always steals mine.
So annoying,” he said. Every single time that they have watched some TV show ,Eva
had managed to finish her snacks even before they had gotten to half of the
episode and instead of getting up to get some more snack, she always starts to munch on his.
“Yeah, Eva is so
annoying. How do you put up with her?”William asked smiling, not even looking
at Chris, but typing something into his phone, probably some sickly cute text
“I didn’t say Eva
was annoying, she’s far from annoying. She’s very funny . She doesn’t even get
offended by some of the jokes I make. Few of the girls have bursted into tears
because of them. Eva doesn’t. She just smacks me and calls me an asshole. And
she’s really chill, you know? She doesn’t get worked up over some random shit,
like ripping her tights or spilling a juice on her top. When we’re hanging out,
I don’t have to talk to her or listen to her talk every second of every minute.
We can both be in the same place doing our own stuff. Being with her is just…easy,”
he said, feeling out of breath. Well, that was a mouthful..
“Wow, Chris. I
didn’t things were so serious between the two of you,” William said with a broad smile on his face.
“What are you
“You do realize
that you just talked about Eva the way I imagine, I usually look like when I
talk about Noora,” he replied and gave Chris a playful shove.
“No, I didn’t. If
I did, I would have been on meds against diabetes from all the sweetness,”
Chris said with a grin.
“A wise woman
once said, and I quote,Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And
sometimes, all you need is one,” William
shouts halfway out of the door.
“Fuck off.And you
better get your bro one of those ugly matching Christmas sweaters. We don’t
want people thinking that we’re having trouble in paradise,” he shouted back. Damn, was it nice to have his
best friend back.
phone lit up and text from Eva appeared.
So… my mom is out of town… You up to torture me
with “From Dusk Till Dawn”?
smile spread across Chris’s face as he typed.
Sure. I hope you will be wearing your sexiest
A few seconds
latter a reply comes back.
I might just have one big enough to fit you. We
will both match. ;) xx
onsies… Chris read and reread the last sentence again and again.Matching
onsies? They both will have matching onsies. Just like Noora and William both
have matching Christmas sweaters. Oh, God… Were they both becoming like
They weren’t even
Whatwere they doing?
Hello. So, I’ve got cold and feel like crap. Very sorry for how long this turned out. But, I am too lazy to shorten it. I could barely edit it. Nonetheless, I hope you will enjoy it.xxx
I don’t think I will post tomorrow. But leave your requests and I will try and write them, when I have time. Because this week is pretty busy since it’s almost the end of semester and I have tons to do. And I am preparing for my drivers test as well.
Hope you like this little (ok, not that little) scribble.
People get up, they go to work, they have their lives, but you never see the headlines say, ‘Six billion people got along rather well today.’ You’ll have the headline about the 30 people who shot each other.