"mikey?....i'm sorry...i didn't really mean to ignore you. it's just i've got some things going on right now and i'm sorry and i'm walking back from a party that i regret going to and i need a place to crash because i'm drunk, and i left my keys at home because i was gonna crash at my friends place but he's got someone with him and i'm sorry but can i please stay at yours? because you told me i could if i ever needed something and right now i need you and i'm sorry for that."
"luke? it's 11:57, what the hell happened at the party."
"if you let me come inside i'll tell you, but i'm kinda really drunk, like i can't even walk straight anymore, and i might've smoked some weed earlier and if i go home like this my parents will kill me. i think i'm like a block away from your apartment? or closer? i'm not quite certain. you live at the one where its kinda on the hill and has the really good view of the lights, right? the really pretty lights? the area by the....dammit. is it by that one coffee shop with the fluorescent sign?"
"jesus luke. yeah, its got the good view of the lights and its by sophia's. i'll be down in a second, its number 207 and you have to open the gate and go up two flights of steps, but you better explain why you ignored me for a week. i didn't talk to you for like three days. it's been almost a week."
"sophia's? and yeah, i know and i'm sorry i was dealing with some stuff and it was confusing but i swear i'll tell you when i sober up a bit."
"would it be better to have that conversation drunk, or do you really want us both to be sober?"
"both of us need to be sober. it would be so much better if both of us remembered what i want to tell you."
"do you really want to see me? this isn't just some drunk you-needing-a-place-to-stay-so-your-parents-don't-kill-you kind of situation?"
"well, its kinda both but i swear i want to see you. i want to see you at midnight, covered in probably several day old stubble and old pajamas, and oh my god michael clifford, i want to see the damage someone did to your face."
"luke. you're not thinking straight. stop."
"no. michael i'm thinking completely straight."
"no you're not! you're drunk and high and not in a good place right now!"
"let me in."
"if i let you in, will you stop?"
"i can't promise anything."
"the door's unlocked."
