Nate just ran in and out from his parents to go to a read-through for a show he may be in. I hugged him goodbye and he turned to leave when I felt a strange stinging yank from my gut. Before I realized what was happening I YELLED, partially because it hurt and partially to get him to stop walking, as every step he took increased the pain and fear. He had somehow looped his arm through my tubing and was now dashing out the door with my in hot pursuit. He gave me a startled “WHAT??”
“You just ripped Sheldon out of me!” I yelled back.
“I’m sorry! It’s not like I did it on purpose! Don’t be mad at me for that!”
“I’m not mad, it just hurt!”
We then realized that we were in “LOUD NOISES!!!!!” territory and took deep breaths and inspected the damage. There was none, thankfully. We laughed and he continued on his way.
Now I’m sitting here still trying to get my heart to stop pounding, wondering what our neighbors think of us. This all happened right in front of our open apartment door. Sweet.
March 26th, 2007 at 10:03 am
Never a dull moment with you guys. I’m glad everything was okay and that you caught yourselves and backed up into Noises Off.
How’d Nate make out with the read-through?