Funny Patrick Quotes Novels & Stories

Rick was laughing at his own boss. "It's not gossip, Rick, we need information about Flavian since it's impossible to get anything out of him, that's all." Patrick tried to justify. "Patrick, just admit it, you're a gossip." Rick didn't miss the chance to tease Patrick. "I'm not a gossip Rick, I'm a historian of other people's lives." It was impossible not to laugh at Patrick. "Pat, just because I like you, I'll tell you." Patrick got excited when I said this and sat on my desk.

he began, but I cut him off. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" I shot back. Patrick laughed, amused by the look on my face. It only made me even angrier. He sobered up." Just joking. Wanted to see that look on your face." He muttered, still stifling the laughter. I frowned a bit, but it eventually broke into a smile. Patrick's making fun of me. "Whatever." I groaned out. " It's not like you'll be there, anyway." He scoffed again.

Right now, all he wanted to do was to drag Patrick, the worst of the worst, out of his damn depravity! Suddenly, Patrick's self-deprecating chuckle came out unexpectedly. Sean was stunned for a second and asked, "What are you laughing at?" He grabbed Patrick's collar even harder, but Patrick didn't stop laughing. Instead, he laughed harder. "What the fuck are you laughing at? Is it so funny?" Sean scolded angrily.

"You wouldn't need help with toilet breaks otherwise." Patrick glared at Sean in turn, having the increasing feeling that he must have caught a brain fart when he saved the man. "Out!" he snapped grumpily. Sean simply turned around and did not argue. "Just do your thing. I won't look." While Patrick was left speechless, he added, "There's nothing much to see, after all." Patrick somehow felt the ridicule in those words. Damn him! There was plenty to see there! Still, he did not waste his breath arguing since he had to get it over with, and took off his pants to go about his business.

"Patrick.... Where are they?" 'How the hell does he know who I am!?" Patrick thought to himself recoiling and beginning to panic. "W-What are you talking about?.." He asked eyes wandering side to side searching for help or an escape route. None of his friends were willing to meet his gaze. 'Abandoning me now you bastards!?' "I'm going to ask one last time." "Go fuck yourself." Patrick said grinning.

he asked, his voice laced with worry. "Are you probably crazy?" I asked, my laughter dying down. Patrick's eyes searched mine, but I just shook my head, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. He was crazy. Really Crazy.

Patrick admitted, and Charles burst out laughing again, making Patrick angrier. "What's so funny, guy?!" "I'm sorry. What's going on with you, Patrick? Are you sure you don't need to visit a doctor? Because I don't get you at all. This minute, you want to break up with Willow; next, you're infatuated with your maid."

After reading the messages between Ethan and me—where we joked around like best friends—Patrick finally relaxed. "So, it really was just a misunderstanding?" he asked. "Of course! There's only room for you in my heart." Patrick seemed to love hearing such cheesy lines. He ruffled my hair affectionately and asked, "Ready to finish what we started that night?" He was still as strong as ever, and his stamina was insane. He even took advantage of being drunk to act oblivious. By the end, I was too drained to even speak.

Lucius’s POV A large frown immediately covered my features as I stared at the vegetative man in front of me. It was indeed the Patrick I knew but his physical condition wasn’t something I anticipated. I never even imagined it. “What the hell happened to you?” The edge in my voice gave off the shock within me. Patrick struggled to seat himself up and when he did, he started laughing at his predicament in an awkward way. “I don’t know why you are here, but I can assure you that it was a waste of time,” he said through his laughter.

"I feel you, bro. But tell me, am I too old at the age of thirty years old for Papa to push me into marriage?" Patrick laughed at his question. "What is wrong with you, Wacks! It’s like you’re insulting me with that question! You know we’re the same age, don’t you? I’m even three months older than you!" he even used his nickname to call him. "I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t know you were feeling old to yourself?" he said laughing as well. "But hey, thank you, and you came here; I really planned to call you too since it’s Saturday. I just really need your advice. You know you’re the only one I can tell personal things like this," he said the truth and he did not hesitate to say and admit it even th