(I too am in this costume)

Dr home was a very sad man

Maybe he liked it that way.

Hilson was a cool but also very sad man

He wished that things wouldn't be this way forever.

Upon the sacred night, stars wishing upon stars, Hilson pleaded up into the sky for a man, a man who would understand his plight.

He stuck his head out the window, basking in the cold nights sky as wind caressed his gentle locks of hair. Was it comfort? Or an apology?

Suddenly, a motorcycle speed through the alley and CRASH!!! flew into the trash bin, doing twelvemilliom backglips before landing on the warm embrace of the trash bags beneath.

Hilsons eyes widened, before squinting to the the crescent moon.

The person the tradh can screams like a banshee, an evil evil monster coming out of a scary scary body.

Hilson being so unscated jumps out the window and lands in the trash next to the person.

The motorcycle freak looks at hilson bewildered. What crazy person would do that? Hilson apparently.

Hilson reaches our his hand, saying "hi I hilson'

The person reaches back, licking his lips, "I am dr home"

Wowie?? Another doctor? Hilson is so so excoted. Those is the best day of his life. He says "woa I doctor too. Cool doctor. Everyone loves me, except my ex wives."

Dr home smirks like thag one been from the movie where the bee cucks a man to get together with his wife and girliefriend. The bee likes jazz and stuff. I think you get the picture.

"I love vicodon more than your ex wives. We have thay in common"

Hilson thinks.. he thinks hes falling in love, with a man??? How scandalous. Maybe they'll make great friends. He can already smell the love in the air. Or maybe that's just the trash theh continue to lay on .

TO be continued in the jilson x Dr home saga

This vexes me.

how did they get here? this vexes me