Chaptor $, Thursdays

"Uhhgg I hate thursdays" Kenneth said aloud as he rolled a little to far in his bed landing with a thud on the floor.

"Why?" shouted Brett through the wall from his own bedroom.

"Hu?" Replied Kenneth.

"Thursdays... Whats wrong with thursdays?

"Uh.. Granite sales are down"

"Well that makes a hell of a lot of sense" Brett murmured under his breath, "especially when you don't go to work"

He could have been whispering with the tv on in the apartment next door and Kenneth would have still been able to hear him if he liked. The real reason Kenneth hated thursdays, well not every thursday, just the last thursday of the month. He didn't have allot happening during the day, which he never did but at four he had his monthly meeting of the DWB Werewolves meeting. DWB which stood for Davis Weber and Boxelder, meaning counties. He wasn't sure exactly why he went to these stupid meetings, It was really the last thing he wanted to do, sure it was only supposed to be three hours tops a month but seriously, there was a reason Werewolves kept there own territories and didn't normally mingle.

He spent the day in front of the TV, as usual, dreading the stupid meeting. He wasn't exactly sure why he was so compelled to go to his meeting but it was really all he could think about. There was really nothing on, Oh sure Teen Wolf was on and somehow Teen Wolf 2, About the only thing he shared with that kid was the desire to car surf minus the air guitar of course... "Which reminds me." Kenneth walk into the kitchen and jotted a quick note on the pad hanging by the fridge. Brett.. Car surfing later? Call me. -Studhorse.

"Call me studhorse" or "Call me, Studhorse" ...How is he going to read this.. his grammar isn't exactly the best.. Oh forget it, Kenneth quickly pulled the note off the fridge, "I don't have a cell phone anyway, how is he going to call?" He said walking out the door.

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The door opened and Brett walked into the living room from one of his many supposed dates with women that he dated, not men because he likes women... women..

"Hey Kenneth your home early, AA run short?"

Brett had seen Kenneth by chance going into the meeting one day and thought it was AA. Kenneth was able to convince him he was going to meetings for research... Brett seemed to buy it (good looking, not that bright)

"Oh yeah, it was lame as usual so I skipped out early."

"Well its just research right?" responded Brett.

"Yeah i left early oh and get this, I stopped at this walk in psychotherapy place, you know.. I though it would be a good gag"

"Uh, you thought doing a preliminary session with a psychotherapy would be a good gag?"

"I know right, hilarious. But then I freaking meet the guy right, and he freaking gives me the freaking Werewolf Secret Handshake! I mean, seriously what the hell, first off why wasn't he at the mee...

"Dude, dude, what thee H E L L are you talking about, did you say werewolf secret handshake? I honestly don't know where you get this stuff, maybe next time go strait to the psychotherapy ok, you don't need to quit drinking."

"I kid, I kid. Hey listen, do you want to go car surfing?" Replied Kenneth awkwardly.

"Tell you what, finish your crack, I'm going to bed. If you still want to go car surfing tomorrow I'll think about it but we'll have to take the Galaxy, Its hard to look cool surfing on a Prius."

Kenneth mumbled something that sounded a bit like "not for a freaking homo like you, you freaking homo." Kenneth was always joking around...

"Going for another walk tonight dude?" Brett shouted as he closed the bathroom door behind him.

"No I think I'll just crash." Kenneth was feeling tired, He needed a good night sleep, when he slept in the woods he was on a constant lookout for any danger, not that there was anything that could match him, but he still didn't want to be taken by surprise either, At least here in the apartment the only thing he would have to worry about was Brett waking him up singing "Its raining men" from the bathroom.