SIxx
I speed to my house, very, very quickly. I unearth the few movies I've got, and begin to juggle between the three. Uh, okay, I've got The Dark Night, Transformers 3, and Avengers. Fuck, which one would guys like?!?!? Uh, I guess they can pick. That's fine. I run into my large kitchen, and get the Seagram's Seven. American Whisky, it's all I drink. Haha, so I drink like soda and shit, but I was referring to whisky. American, and American only. Uh, would they want food? I don't know. I don't have his number or anything, so I can't ask. I'll just ask when they get here. I've got money for food. Suddenly, somebody pounds on the door. That's them! I run to the door, then realize I'm still in my stripper suit. I unlock the door and start shouting to them.
"THE DOOR IS OPEN! I STILL HAVE TO CHANGE, COME IN AND MAKE YOURSELVES AT HOME," I yell. I hear it open, and I slam the door to my room, unearth clothes.... What to wear?!? I NEED MORE TIME. There, black jeans. It'll work. Where's my red homemade halter? That's sexy, but not slutty...? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT SIXX? YOU'RE A STRIPPER. No, no, it's good. I pull the jeans up my legs, and then put the top on. You could just put your nightclothes on. No, no, no, that's not right. Stay dressed. Makeup... I run into the bathroom, wipe my face clean of my jeweled stripper eyes, and put on my simple black makeup. I pause for a second when a deep rumbling voice reaches my ears.He must have some pretty cool friends, to come over to a stranger's house at 1:30 in the morning. To watch a movie, of all things. Maybe it's the promised whisky. I listen to the deep voice talk for a moment.
"So, you seriously found her again. That's pretty cool. I guess when you're really meant to be with someone, you'll find them, eh?"
"Keep your voice down, that shit travels! God, I just hope she sees me that way, you know? She means,"
"Yeah, everything to you, we know, you refuse to shut up about her. Well, based on how she was back in Japan, she must be able to recover some of those feelings, eh?"
"God, I hope so," The voice I've identified as Ashley ends the conversation with that. I swing the bathroom door open so it squeaks, announcing my delayed arrival.
"So sorry about the extra wait, I just needed a hair more time, you know?" I say, acting like I haven't heard a thing.
"Understood," says the super deep voice. He has vibrant blue eyes, but they aren't haunting like Chocolate eyes. He says that like he half expects every girl in the world to be left speechless at him. I turn to Ashley straight away.
"Ashley! So glad you could make it! It's wonderful to finally see you in a proper setting. Who are your friends?"
"Well, this is Jake," he points at the guy who hasn't spoken yet, "and Mr. 'Understood' is Andy,"
"Jake, Andy. Lovely to make your acquaintance. I'm seriously happy you could make it for a movie. Anybody hungry?"
"What have you got?" Jake asks.
"Well, we can order pizza, or sushi, or well, anything. This is California!" I say, enthused with having Ashley in the same room as me. I'm being overly bright, but I can't help it. Being anywhere near him makes me so deliciously happy. Ashley has this half shocked smile on his face. "What would you guys like?"
"Sushi!" Jake says, enthused.
"Uh, yeah that's cool," Andy says.
"I was promised whisky," Ashley mutters.
I ruffle his hair and say "Sushi, and whiskey coming up. You two want whisky as well?" they both nod happily. I get my plastic cups, and pour the Seagram's Seven. I'm sorry, there's just something deliciously pride filled about having that whisky for me. I'm using the word delicious a lot. Maybe it's because of Ashley. He is delicious. Ugh, with that word!
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