Off of Parks and Druding

He got a call from Patrick.

“Hey, Alan, want to come over and hang out for a bit?”

He hadn't spoken to Patrick in three years.

“I know it's been awhile, but I figured hey, we aren't too far from each other.”

There hadn't been any reason they stopped hanging out, just the transition from high school to college getting in the way, Patrick moving on to a four year while Alan chose to go to a community college, and then to load trunks in a warehouse, though he wouldn't really say he chose that one.

“I'm renting a place, an old house, great deal given the amount of space in this thing. It's off of Parks and Druding.”

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