I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know

I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know (62)

I walked up to the front door, Josh's head still sticking out, an annoying grin on his lips.

"What kind of dump do you live in?!" I shouted at him, raising my head.

He was like on the third floor up or something.

For one second I was a little worried. Where was Blake? Why wasn't it his head sticking out the building and him nagging me?

Because as funny as Josh could probably be, I wasn't here for him.

Wow... nice realisation...

How pathetic...

Josh laughed "Hey! Don't hate the building! It has cachet!"

I rolled my eyes for his benefit though he probably didn't notice and was about to pull the door open, it was a big wood kind of thing, that went with the whole almost-falling-apart rectangular building.

I mean it could be nice... in a horror movie or something.

Anyway I was about to open the door when Josh stopped me "Oh wait! Use the buzzer first! I gotta buzz you in, don't touch the handle it starts the alarm, use the buzzer!"

I sighed again, and pressed the button beside the intercom thingy but then I heard static and there was blue flash and I moved my hand just in time before I actually freaking got electrocuted!

What the HELL?!

Josh was laughing uncontrollably and his head disappear back inside while I aligned a bunch of insanities.

Holly fucking shit!! I almost got freaking ELECTROCUTED!!!

What the hell was wrong with him!?

"OH MY GOD! What's wrong with you!? I could have been electrocuted to death!" I shouted at him even though I couldn't see his face anymore.

That dumb bastard! Seriously! What the hell was I doing here again?

Josh head reappeared, still laughing, "Aww don't worry, it's barely a 200 volt shock, I would just have just frizz you up a bit"

"You're sick!" I screamed again and crossed my arms over my chest.

I wasn't touching that door, or anything from that building again! Actually, I should just go back home. I was just making a fool of myself right now!

But before I could turn around and well, leave, I heard Blake's voice, angry voice I might add, yelling at Josh.

I couldn't really help the small smile appearing on my lips.

I'm not sure what he was telling him, because the shouting was happening inside but then Blake's face appeared.

And just like that I felt like the little hyper kid on Christmas Eve all over again, restraining myself from jumping up and down.

Pathetic and quite sad, really.

"Josh is sick!" I shouted, before he could say anything.

"Tell me about it!" Blake snorted, shouting back.

Was he smiling? Did this whole thing entertained him, me almost getting electrocuted I mean.

That little bitch better not be enjoying this!

"Shut up! Josh is awesome!" Josh yelled, trying to stick his head out beside Blake's.

"No, Josh is sick!" I screamed again, for his benefit.

"Hey! You want to come in or you want to stay outside and wait for Gigglypop to try to wiggle his pickle-crop at you, Iggy Pop style!? He just needs two seconds to drop the brown coat you know!" Josh yelled and I had a good two seconds of mental black-out.