Tuesday, February 12, 2019

The Circus

Quan woke up friday morning, which meant 1 pm, and was eager to talk to Huncho about these
frogs that appeared in their houses. They had no idea how they had gotten in and why there
were so many. He walked upstairs to Honcho's apartment, number 501, tripping on every other
broken, tilted step. He finally got to the door staring at it for a few seconds before he finally knocked.
Huncho opened the door immediately almost knowing exactly what time he would knock.


"Hey, Quan come in!" Huncho said.


"Thanks," replied Quan.


The conversation started off slow as the two did not know each other very well. But once they dug
in deep to the frog conversation, you could tell that they were beginning to open up to one another.


Huncho went into the kitchen, which was visible from where Quan was sitting, and opened up a cabinet
full of liquor.


"You want something?" asked Huncho.


"Yeah, let me get some of that Hennessy." said Quan.


After a drink or two, Quan and Huncho instantaneously started to bond. For a couple more hours the
young men sat there talking about anything from sports, to music, to frogs. Suddenly Huncho looked at
Quan happily and asked slurring his words, "You want to go watch the circus?"


"Oh definitely, I forgot it was tonight."

They ordered a cab and arrived to the circus a little late. When they arrived at the gate to get in they
were so drunk they couldn't walk straight or even talk. This was obvious to the lady at the ticket booth
and they were both denied access. They walked around back to where an ally was. Out of the corner of
his eye, Quan thought he saw a stage lion that had gotten loose. The boys chased it around the back
streets of the town. After about an hour of chasing this animal Huncho turned to Quan and said "I don't
think you saw a lion dude, your just drunk." But Quan knew there was something, something that he
had to chase after or else he would never be satisfied without it.