brav·er·y (brv-r, brvr)
n. pl. brav·er·ies
1. The condition or quality of being brave; courage.
2. Splendor or magnificence; show.
It was a regular night of watching TV, Roland and i on the couch huddled up. We had JUST moved to the south side, and i was a little jittery because i went from a Luxury apartment on the north side to a house in a not so good of a neighborhood. Of course the fact that my father kept telling me that if he needed to be visiting he would be bringing his gun. (thanks dad)
In all honesty it was a cute little house, nice little yard great view of I-37 which was about 100 yards away. Nice sound of drive by’s across the neighborhood in the night, it really can put someone to sleep. –That reminds me of a time when there was a drive by next door and i was asleep in bed, and upon hearing the pops i SAT STRAIGHT UP like a fucking genius. Yea i am really smart when it comes to the proper drive by procedure. And YES apparently there is one.
So, anyway, Roland and i watching TV decide to go to bed. Our house had JUST been broken into the week before so it was adding to my anxiety, and little noise i heard i would FREAK!. So as we are preparing for bed, i hear something hit the back door, sort of sliding noise. of course i GRAB Roland!
ME: Babe…there is someone in the back yard!!
Roland: What are you talking about i didn’t hear anything.
ME: Babe YES! there is go look!
Now naturally in the movies, the man always grabs a baseball bat or a fucking lamp, and goes and investigates the noise.
To be brave and save his woman. Well Roland is NOT that Fucking guy! After a few minutes of listening he hears it also….
ME: SEE BABE!!! GO SEE WHAT IT IS!!!
ROLAND: ………….it will go away….
THANKS Roland for being the Epitome of bravery in the household. So i think I’m going to buy a fucking gun.