The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome
Dickface
*Shauna’s POV*
OMG! Gwyn had slept with Andy Biersack! OMG! And he was searching for her on Twitter! Holy shit! OMG! I have to call Dave! I frantically dialed…
“Hel-hello? Shaun, it’s fucking 9 am. What?”
“Omigod Dave you know that old lady we met last night well she fucked Andy Biersack and they got in a fight and he’s heartbroken and he’s looking for her and we have to help Dave we have to help!”
“What? What the fuck are you talking about? Gwyn the veterinarian? What?” Omigod Dave was so fucking slow!
“Da-ave!” I made an effort to go slowly, I guess I had woken him up. “Gwyn hooked up with Andy Biersack, you know, the singer?”
“Yeah, I fucking know who Andy Biersack is, Shaun, but that seems highly fucking unlikely, how the fuck would you even know that?” Gahhh!
“Dave, go get your phone. Right now. Go to Andy’s Twitter page. Call me back when you are done.” I hung up. 8 minutes later, my phone rang.
“Hello, dickface.”
“I’m sorry, Shauna, I mean, it’s kind of, uh, odd, you know?”
“Whatever, I’m over it. So, we have to help Andy. Ideas?”
“I don’t have any, Shaun. We don’t know anything about Gwyn, do we?” I thought back to last night…
“Wait- she said that she has a black Toyota Prius. Right?”
“Yeah- and I think she mentioned that she went to Oberlin for college, right Shaun? I guess the only question is how you actually get the info to Andy.”
“I dunno. I guess I’ll just message him. Hopefully he’ll get it. I don’t know if it will help or not, but it’s something .Ok, go back to bed, Dave. Thanks for helping. Kiss-kiss!”
“Um, right, Shaun. Kiss-fucking-kiss.”
4/15/17