Damn luck... plan busted... ): (

sorry fellas... it was gonna be an epic re-encounter with the QT. but alas, was a busted plan, lemme explain. well, the weather was good enough to ride my motorcycle with my sister as copilot and we arrived to the health-recovering friend's house, i saw the lights of the living room on, so i was even more hopeful to see the cutie boy and her healing mother BY THEMSELVES, while removing my helmet, i heard my sister greeting the DAMN dim-witted BOYFRIEND... fuck!!... he wasn't supposed to be there yet!!, not until friday night!!!, so he greeted us as well, and i guess he was surprised to see us there, as they wanted to keep the issue private, so we entered and i greeted the QT with a side hug, he was acting all shy, so i had to disguise my real intentions and accompany the person we went to see, and hear all the drama and trauma she experienced and all of that crap, while the dumb guy didn't even offered us something to drink, just to be cordial... i stood up and went for the Cinnabons packages i brought with us, and asked the QT for some plates and that's what we ate while chatting with our ailing friend. so my supreme plan was for naught. once in a while the boy came to the room and was trying soo hard to convince that boring fool to go out with him and play, as he was bored... if that asshole wasn't there, it was gonna be me the one whom he would be asking to, I'm sure i was gonna do the job of being the cool adult to play with, i bet we missed a lot of roughhousing and tickling opportunities, while I'd let my sister stay chatting with his mom... Dang it was frustrating to have him so close and not being able to re-kindle our friendly interactions. why o why this damn asshole came home earlier?, couldn't he wait for another day and let us be?, the damn jerk wasn't even interested in the kiddo, and he seemed annoyed when the QT was pleading with him, to leave the room and do something fun... DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!! i'm sure we were gonna enjoy some cool fun times, i noticed he was wearing his dark-blue fake "CROCS", he was wearing a sock in the left foot, and the right one was sockless, i would have managed to play with his toes and make him feel as it all was part of a cool game. i'm truly sorry and frustrated to give you this SAD, SAD report, but i always report the truth.