Tumbleweeds

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Fun Ghoul: Party, wake up.

I hear Frankie. Go to Frankie.

Fun Ghoul: Party, wake up. C'm'on. You're dreaming.

I feel myself waking up now.

Fun Ghoul: Gerard. Stop.

I open my eyes and sit up real quickly. I look around frantically for Frank's black mop head. When I see him I lunge for him and send us both tumbling to the floor. I hear his head hit the ground with a thwack. 

Party Poison: You OK?

Fun Ghoul: You dumbass, what was that for?

Party Poison: I missed you.

I smile and kiss him on the lips. His lips are salty, have I mentioned that? Well, if I haven't, they are. I love him.

Fun Ghoul: Dumbass.

But he's smiling.

Fun Ghoul: Get off, you're crushing me. 

I scramble off of him and we both get our balance back. I look at him and he's blushing.

Fun Ghoul: Dr. Death is on in a few.

Party Poison: Already?

Fun Ghoul: Mhm.

We both head into the main room. Jet and Kobra aren't there, I guess they're out and about. S low hum rises from the radio as Ghoul turns it on and the radio show starts.

Dr. Death: Bad news from the Zones, Tumbleweeds...

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