Phoned buzzed just after 9pm, it was my cousin Walsh. Surprise surprise, I swear he's the only one other then my mom I talk to anymore.
Walsh-:"how's it going? Heard anything?"
He was referring to the whole Mr. Scratchy revealing himself by tomorrow night.
Walsh-:"How's everything else? The grocery boy ask you out yet?"
Me-:"Haven't seen him, last few times I've been there he wasn't working. Maybe he was only working for the summer?"
Walsh-:"What are you going to do about it? Hahaha."
Me-:"Uh, nothing. You're up to something again, what is it?"
Walsh-:"Nothing. Totally behaving myself. Just got back from hockey practice..."
Me-:"You didn't get hurt did you?"
Walsh-:"...what no I'm not you. Ice is my friend. Just the guys were talking about getting together and having a poker night..."
Me-:"What's that got to do with me?"
Walsh-:"...tomorrow and watching the ppv. Reminded me that you said you were giving Mad Hatter till then to admit it's him. Thought I'd check."
Me-:"Don't you think I would have let you know if Mr. Scratchy finally admitted who he is? "
Me-:"Then yeah, that should tell you something if I haven't told you anything or blogged it for that matter. "
Walsh-:" Still have till tomorrow night."
Me-:"Then what? Say he does open up, then what? He's been in the shadows for so long..."
Walsh-:"Don't think negative."