Alone Together

I Just Want To Turn You Down

"You went to bed at what time?!" I nearly yell as I set my half empty cup of coffee down on the small table.

Sam and I had decided to meet in a quaint little café half way between both of our sides of the city.

"About two hours ago."

"What are you doing up? Better yet, HOW are you even up? My head feels like it may implode any second," I mutter pushing my sunglasses up and closer to my eyes trying to shield as much sunlight as possible.

"Oh honey, I'm so used to this it no longer has any effect on me."

"Yeah well, I'm a fucking vampire and this is too much sunlight for me," I whine.

There's a moment of silence between us, both of us appreciating the coffee and thankful for the cool breeze to counter the warm sun.

"So...Julian invited me to another of his shows," I keep my eyes cast down as I carefully twirl my coffee cup around in my hands.

"Julian huh?" he grins, "did you text him my number?"

I shake my head, "We weren't texting. He was at my place. Left a couple of hours before you called me."

"Tell. Me. EVERYTHING!" Sam boomed, "does he have a huge dick like I imagine he does?"

Playfully I smack his arm, "We didn't have sex! Geez Sam, is that all you think about?"

"All the time doll, all the damn time" he smiles.

I roll my eyes and continue, "We just hung out, got high. Maybe kissed a bit and..." I pause for effect making Sam lean in closer in suspense, "I threw up Sam! I fucking threw up!" I bring my hands to my face in embarrassment.

"In his mouth?!" the look on Sam's face is of complete and utter horror.

"NO! Thankfully. But if I was even the slightest bit more shit faced I might have. If it wasn't for that incident I'm pretty sure we would have ended up tangled in the sheets for sure."

"So you DO  want to fuck him!" Sam smiles a smug accomplished smile.

"Sam, I haven't had sex in MONTHS, it's safe to say at this point I'm pretty fucking frustrated. The thing is, there has been several of opportunities for it to happen, but something ALWAYS interrupts us. I say I take that as some sort of a sign, it's not meant to happen. Maybe it'll ruin our friendship or something. Or maybe I'm just not meant to have sex any time soon. I almost fucked his band mate."

"WHAT?!" Sam exclaims, "You told me nothing of this!"

"I didn't know they were friends when it happened! He hit on me at a bar, one thing led to another and we ended up in his apartment. Turns out they are roommates," I say shaking my head in disbelief, "I must have a curse upon me."

"Dildos do wonders babe," Sam teases.

"Yeah, thanks Sam," I nudge him gently on the arm, "Anyway, he asked me to invite you to the show for some reason, so I was wondering if you wanted to come?"

"As long as I can borrow something from your fabulous wardrobe," Sam bats his eyelashes at me.

"Fine," I jokingly roll my eyes

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"What are you wearing?" Sam asks from inside my closet.

"You do know that isn't a walk-in right?"

"If I fit, I walk-in," he says poking his head out from behind one of the sliding doors, "that motto goes for sex too, minus the walking in part, that'd be weird," he chuckles.