I am shaken awake by some girl yelling "THE PARTY IS OVER!!" I look around the room wondering what day it was and remembering that the party was on Friday and no it..is..uh "What day is it?" I ask the girl. "Saturday "She says blankly "What time is it? I ask groggily. 10:50 PM I stand up and leave the house not wanting to remember last night. I look around for my bike which I flipped in a bush somewhere, Where is it? As soon as I find it I bike home still hungover, the dark doesn't help any with my pounding headache. As soon as I get home the first piece of last night hit me... I grabbed Olix's wrist and I pulled him somewhere. Ok, maybe more will come back later. I step into the kitchen wondering what is good hangover food. Tacos...... Nah..... Pizza.... Sure why not. I order a pizza and lay on the couch waiting for it to show up. As I am sitting there I get a little groggy and drift into a Olix-filled sleep.
(Dream)
I am sitting at school right next to Olix at the lunch table and I realize that I am holding his hand. I scream in my head "BEST DAY EVER". He needs his hand to eat lunch so I take my hand and stroke up and down his thigh slowly getting to his crotch. I feel little Olix nudging my hand as I do so.
(End of Dream)
I am woken up by the sound of the doorbell getting slammed on a bunch of times by an impatient pizza guy. I open the door "Finally!" He says while he rolls his eyes at me. "$12.49" He says and I give him exactly that because being a dick shouldn't get you tips. I grab my pizza and head up the stairs into my bedroom and eat the pizza on the floor while listening to Panic! At The Disco. I sing along of course because Brendon Urie is my celeb crush and as the song nears and end I drift off to sleep.
