You're a half- lycra half- human who has been living underground in a cavern for years, your only company being bat-squirrels and books.
He's one of the filthiest people in the history of filth, the living embodiment of what a person should not be.
...
You both stumble into Joji's apartment laughing. Right before going into the building, the two of you had just witnessed a guy get his ass beat by a midget. Joji said it was like the real Austin Powers. You collapsed on his couch, you had had a few too many drinks at the restaurant the two of you went to later, that or you had a lower tolerance now as a female. Your mind cloudy and tired. You saw as Joji looked at the stuff on his kitchen counter, smiling as he saw the papers.
"Seems Frank was still helping save up for grad school, thank god," he said, looking up at you, you found the throw pillow and groaning into it at this point. Joji poured you a glass of water, setting it in front of you. You glared at him, and he put straw in it. You took the water and it took about ten seconds before you were able to get the straw in your mouth. You sip the straw down, watching Joji with heavy eyes as he works on his laptop, the lights refleting on his glasses, illuminating his face. Eventually, you fall into a deep sleep, your last thought being that of Frank.
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You wake up feeling a throbbing sensation in your head. You turn over trying to wrap the blanket around you tighter.
Wait- blanket?
Huh seems you fell on the ground in the middle of the night too. But blanket?! You smell the blanket, blushing. It smells like Frank...
You lay there sullen, eyes closed. You wonder, does Joji smell like this too? Like good tobacco and a thousand other things. During the movie and afterwards drinks, the two of you had talked- a lot, it barely any contact between you too had been made. You had found that Joji, much like Frank, still had his dark, ironic sense of humor, though he was more... What was the word- refined? Or at least, minorities do not want to beat him up.
He had the personality, the humor, and the looks, oh the looks. Compared to Frank? Oh my god how were they the same person?
You opened your eyes, and saw in front of you was a pamphlet of some kind. You picked it up and read it. Schools and classes offering the opportunity to get a GED. Wasn't that like a high school diploma for someone who didn't go to high School? Huh, seems like you needed one of those. Did Joji leave that here for you? You blushed thinking about him covering you in this blanket and putting this pamphlet in front of you whilst you slumbered. Some people would file a restraining order, but not you.
At the end of the hall way, you heard a door bang open, foot steps, and something sounding similar to a horse eating peanut butter. You then saw Tj, cladded in only a tank top and boxers, carrying a Salamander Man around their waste, doing all kinds of tongue with him. Tj hoisted Sal onto the counter mumbling in between kisses about how "you made me come like it was the rapture" and "I almost wish you had three dicks." Tj proceeded to do grab some cherries and do the most sexual looking thing possible with Sal nipples.
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You took this lovely opportunity to do a backflip out of the window, pamphlet and lost of any remaining innocence in hand. Huh, two days in a row, that's a new record!
