"Well, a sexy voice and strong arms, sounds doable. So, how are you going to find him?"
"Listen to people's voices I guess. Oh, we could compare handwriting too, because I bet he's the same guy that sent me breakfast."
Nick nodded, "That's true, that's true. I can try to help but I don't really know what to look for."
I shook my head, "Naw it's cool. Don't worry about it." I grimaced when someone entered, the door slamming loudly behind them and hurting my head. Shawn strode in, a girl giggling as she hung all over his arm. Without looking at anyone, the two went straight to his room. A second or two later it opened a crack and a hand stuck out, hanging a tie on the door handle.
"Wow, how classy." I rolled my eyes.
"Wonder what Jack does when Shawn has girls over since he's his roomate." Nick sighed. I raised an eyebrow at him and grinned.
"You think about him a lot don't you?"
He blushed ever so slightly, "Well, I like him."
"Don't be embarrassed, it's cute. I really hope it somehow turns out well for you." Nick smiled at me.
"Thanks Scar."
The sounds of copulation began coming out of Shawn's room.
"Oh my gosh I am not in the mood to hear this." I threw my head back in exasperation.
Nick lit up, "Let's go get you a guy! Me too actually."
"Where?"
"I know a great club. Don't worry, you don't have to drink, just look sexy. I can do your makeup." He gushed, getting worked up over the prospect of meeting some guys.
"You want to do my makeup?"
Nick looked at me, "Yeah I've always loved doing makeup." He paused, "But not on myself of course!"
I laughed, "No I didn't think that. Oh but the club isn't... a..."
"Gay club? Nono I wouldn't take you to a gay club Scarlette."
"Well I don't have class today, so lets go. But later, when I don't have a crazy hangover preferably."
"Oh you're no fun."
"And you're not hungover." I put my head down on the table. "I'll take a shower and drink a bunch of water then you can do my makeup and we can go."
"Sounds like a plan! Oh I wanna do your hair too. It's so long and beautiful."
"Alright sounds good." I stood up and, after grabbing some toiletries from my room, showered. Nick was waiting for me when I got out.
"I'm also going to choose your clothes."
"You're like my personal stylist."
"Exactly! I haven't felt this pumped to go to a club before. It's awesome having someone to go with." I smiled, happy to be his companion. I took Nick about an hour to do me up, and he spun me around. "I am a genius. You are gorgeous."
I looked in the mirror and gasped. My green eyes popped with the green dress I was wearing and the rosy-brown eyeshadow I wore. My hair fell in delicate curls in a half-up-half-down hairstyle. "Nick that's awesome! You're amazing." I smiled at him.
"Okay now lets go! I need to get screwed."
"You got screwed last night."
"I have a voracious, insatiable sexual appetite."
"Oh, I see." We exited my room just as Shawn, in his boxers, exited his. His hair was tussled and knotted.
"Going somewhere?" He looked me up and down.
