March 22, 1984
that same night..."we dont have to talk about it right now, when Your ready, we will. " Kirk said
"Okay, that sounds good because im nowhere near wanting to talk about it. "
I looked at kirk, just suprised. We were a mix of drunk and high that night.
"Kirk, you were higher than me, how come you remember it? " i asked, he was a lot higher than me. I was high enough just to see the grass is blue.
"I smoke weed a lot, im just used to it, i truthfully dont know how i remembered. " he says smiling
he still looked mildly disappointed.
"Kirk, can we stay here?" all of the boys crowded in the room.
"Sure, 2 people can sleep on the couch, i have a guest bedroom for whoever want the bed. "
"Morgan, are you going to go home, or stay" James said looking at me, clearly hoping that i can stay.
"sure" i reply.
The boys all choose where to go and sleep whilst im left in the living room. All the space to sleep is taken.
"You can have the couch if you want, Morgan" I heard a danish accent say.
"But where would you sleep? "
"On the floor, i usually end up sleeping on it, so im cool with it" Lars says with a smile.
I climb onto the couch and Lars grabs some pillows and a blanket.
"So, are you and Kirk a thing now or... " Lars asks. Of course he would ask that.
"Im not really sure. " I say with a pout.
"Well do you have feelings for him?"
"Yeah, a little, I mean hes so sweet, how could i not. " I say with a smile.
"Well, my dear Morgan, im pretty sure he has feelings for you too.
I look at lars highly suprised. We talk the night away until we are finally tired.
" Y'know my little danish friend, you arent as bad as i thought"
Maybe i was close with 3 people from my favourite band...
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