The "SomeoneJustSpankMe" Chat

The Concert

    (This Song Is For You, Sebby! XD)

"But they were SOLD OUT?! How on Earth did you even get tickets?" Seb was more puzzled than the rest, mostly because he liked MCR the most.

     "So here's what you NEED to know. I knew your birthday was coming up, and I know you like MCR, so when I heard of a concert near here I thought of you. I basically seduced the ticket agent, and voilà, tickets for us all. C'est magnifique, no?" I said in French as I winked at him.

     He was too preoccupied with the fact that I got him into a concert to tell me anything about my winking, so I was satisfied. "Damien, you're the best."

     "Technically I like Dylan more than myself,  so that makes him best." I stated matter-of-factly.

     "Got that right..." Dylan interjected while pouring over his German notes. He was trying to learn German just as I was trying to learn French.

     "Ich liebe dich Dylan." I said, using the German "I love you", trying to get him to look up.

     "Yeah, yeah..." He said with a hand motion, basically telling me to go away.

     Certain that I had annoyed him well enough, I went to go gather the remaining members of our ragtag little group. First was Julia, who had developed a frequent habit of ignoring my calls and making me get her myself. "I gotta make you work for it." She had said.

     She had also ignored me when I knocked on the door, even though her car was there, so that meant she was as well. Luckily for me, she left a window open so I walked over and yelled her name. "JULIA!"

She was laying on her couch using her phone,  which she had dropped (satisfyingly) on her face. "BITCH WHAT?!"

     "BITCH ME!" Our yelling matches usually went on until someone changed the subject, so I did. "We're going to an MCR concert for Sebby, no excuses."

     "Kiss my ass. Maybe I don't wanna go? Ever think of that, smart guy?"

     "Julia, hush, please..." Seeing as she was going to make this difficult (solely because it was me telling her), I had to unlock her door with the spare key she kept under the doormat. "Really? Under the doormat of all places?"

     "Fuck off...."

     "All this time and you still dislike me?" I said, kind of genuinely hurt.

     "You'd be surprised, you make it easy to dislike you."

     "C'mon then, off we go." I said as I tossed her over my shoulder. She spared no amount of kicking and hitting my back. Not because it hurt, but because it caused me a small annoyance. Any annoyance was good enough for her, if it was at me. I laughed and deposited her on Dylan's couch as soon as I got back to his house.

     "Um, Damien? Why do we always meet at my house?" Dylan asked. He was referring to that fact that we always seemed to convene at his place whenever we were doing something as a group.

     "My house is too small, Seb's is too far from mine, Julia never answers me, and....we like you best? Plus yours is pretty much equidistant from the rest of ours, so yeah." He simply lightly facepalmed, then walked away.

     "Julia, sit your ass down and behave." I said as she attempted to walk towards the door.

     She turned to face me. "Maybe I don't want to."

     "Then why did you stop instead of continuing to walk out?" I responded, raising my eyebrows.

     "You know I'd really like to strangle you." She said plainly as she sat back down.