As I am lazy, I am just posting your fic here, so only you can see it :)
Untitled Profiler fic
For some reason, since he got sick last week, John had been chewing more gum each hour than Nick Cooper does in a day. John had no way of knowing that his latest girlfriend had switched his regular gum with garlic-flavored gum.
He couldn’t figure out why he was telling George a story, why his friend kept inching slowly away from him with his computer. “What!” John finally said cutting off his previous sentence. “Did my face swell up like a gargoyle or something?” He smacked the gum loudly.
“No, but I wouldn’t play with Dracula later.” George chuckled.
John stopped mid-chew and tilted his head confused. “Huh?”
“Garlic is nice and all, but do you have to chew garlic gum, it only makes the smell of the chill cheese dog you ate for lunch five hundred times worse.”
John opened his mouth in a shocked manner, the gum almost falling on the floor. He pulled it out of his mouth, and looked at the gum. He sniffed, taking a large whiff of it. “Hmm…okay.”
He put it back in his mouth and spit it at the trash can across the room. “Will have to tell wrigley’s that they should stop selling the garlic gum.”
George rolled his eyes. “Sure, you do that.” He said sarcastically.
As I am lazy, I am just posting your fic here, so only you can see it :)
Untitled Profiler fic
For some reason, since he got sick last week, John had been chewing more gum each hour than Nick Cooper does in a day. John had no way of knowing that his latest girlfriend had switched his regular gum with garlic-flavored gum.
He couldn’t figure out why he was telling George a story, why his friend kept inching slowly away from him with his computer. “What!” John finally said cutting off his previous sentence. “Did my face swell up like a gargoyle or something?” He smacked the gum loudly.
“No, but I wouldn’t play with Dracula later.” George chuckled.
John stopped mid-chew and tilted his head confused. “Huh?”
“Garlic is nice and all, but do you have to chew garlic gum, it only makes the smell of the chill cheese dog you ate for lunch five hundred times worse.”
John opened his mouth in a shocked manner, the gum almost falling on the floor. He pulled it out of his mouth, and looked at the gum. He sniffed, taking a large whiff of it. “Hmm…okay.”
He put it back in his mouth and spit it at the trash can across the room. “Will have to tell wrigley’s that they should stop selling the garlic gum.”
George rolled his eyes. “Sure, you do that.” He said sarcastically.
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