Finally got these stupid cuts to work
Steve tilted his head as he flipped through the mail. Chris had sent him something. “’S weird… why the hell would he mail me something?” Steve mumbled to himself as he set everything else down, tearing the envelope open. Steve pulled out what was inside and couldn’t help but laugh.
Steve -
Was going to send you a card. Got distracted in Hallmark. Tried to print one. Got frustrated. Threw printer out window. Sent you this sticky note instead. Enjoy.
-Chris
“Well, it’s the thought that counts.” Steve chuckled as he stuck the Post-It note to the fridge. Steve grabbed his note pad and a pen and sat down at the table.
Christian,
I miss you! I haven’t seen you in months! I’m getting lonely. While I do actually like the sticky note (funny as hell) I really wish you were here instead. Your side of the bed doesn’t smell like you anymore, and all the marks you left on me faded off a while ago. That and Riley’s not here either. Both of you went down to Texas to shoot that movie, so now I’m REALLY alone. I saw that picture of you with your arm wrapped around his neck. No fair. Just wait until you two get home.
Now Christian, Baby, we’ve gone over this before. Throwing technology out the window is never the correct answer. You know Violence and Technology don’t mix. I thought I broke you of that habit. We’ll work on that when you get back here. I’d say hurry home, but then you’d drive as fast as you could to get here. High-speed chases are only entertaining when you’re not involved. Can’t wait until you get here.
Love you,
Steve
Steve -
Was going to send you a card. Got distracted in Hallmark. Tried to print one. Got frustrated. Threw printer out window. Sent you this sticky note instead. Enjoy.
-Chris
“Well, it’s the thought that counts.” Steve chuckled as he stuck the Post-It note to the fridge. Steve grabbed his note pad and a pen and sat down at the table.
Christian,
I miss you! I haven’t seen you in months! I’m getting lonely. While I do actually like the sticky note (funny as hell) I really wish you were here instead. Your side of the bed doesn’t smell like you anymore, and all the marks you left on me faded off a while ago. That and Riley’s not here either. Both of you went down to Texas to shoot that movie, so now I’m REALLY alone. I saw that picture of you with your arm wrapped around his neck. No fair. Just wait until you two get home.
Now Christian, Baby, we’ve gone over this before. Throwing technology out the window is never the correct answer. You know Violence and Technology don’t mix. I thought I broke you of that habit. We’ll work on that when you get back here. I’d say hurry home, but then you’d drive as fast as you could to get here. High-speed chases are only entertaining when you’re not involved. Can’t wait until you get here.
Love you,
Steve