"Oh God... Where am I?"
A young Canadian man around the age of 18 to 22 woke up from his sleep. He was on a bed wrapped up in a blanket, naked. His hair was on his face, covering his scar on his eye, making him look like a scene boy. He raised his hand and placed it on his head. "Ugh, why does my head hurt so much?" He thought to himself. He looked around the room and moved his way to the side of the bed. He didn't know where he was. Or what happened yesterday. He had a headache and he was naked. He was in a white room with modern, wooden furniture. The room smelled of apple cinnamon. It smelled good. Besides him was a night table with a smartphone next to him. He grabbed it and opened it. There were notifications from the same person.
Rev: Hey Connie!
Rev: How's your night?
Rev: Did you hook up with him?
Rev: I hear an awful lot of creaking from upstairs
Rev: YOU BETTER FIX THE BED LMAO
His name was Connie. Well it's Constantine, but y'know.
Connie slapped his face. He remembered where he was. He was in a man's room in a man's house. Rev told him to hook up with him while they were at his party. She thought it was a good idea to do a one night stand. But with a man. The same gender as he is. He guessed it was a good idea too. He was pretty lonely and single and thought that he should try something new. But with a man... That man. What was his name?
"Hey, morning Con boy." Connie heard a deep, raspy voice behind him. He turned and saw a man that was under the blanket. Connie stared at him and felt himself blush. The man looked about the same age as him. He has black and white hair. The two colors separated in half. He also has blue and red eyes. The man smiled at him.
"Oh hey..." Connie smiled back with uncertainty. He ran his fingers through his hair, fixing it. He still felt uncomfortable hooking up with a man. It was his first time. He would always be hooked up by women, them making the first move. But because of Rev, he guessed that he started to like men which questioned his sexuality. Or maybe after thinking that Rev was annoying, he thought that all women were annoying.
"Last night was great," the man chuckled. He got up from bed and walked towards Connie. Connie tried not to stare. They were both naked. Naked in a white room.
"Well," Connie blushed and looked away, "I'm sorry, but what was your name?" He was nervous and shy. The man smirked at Connie and bent over to hold Connie's chin to make him look at him.
"The name's Sevirax. Call me Sev." He stared into his eyes and kissed him on the mouth. Connie looked at Sev, all red. He did not expect that. He felt his face heat up. After what it seemed like hours, Sev pulled away. "Hope I see you again." He looked at Connie one last time then turned and left to the bathroom. Connie looked at the floor and licked his lips. They tasted like cherry. He didn't know what just happened. He was okay with what happened last night; they were both drunk and turned on. He also never thought of interacting with Sev after the one night stand. He thought he could just leave and never speak of it again. Connie felt something rise up. He looked at his penis. It was up and hard. Well then. It was either that morning wood or that one kiss from Sev.
Connie stood up, grabbed his clothes, and wore them. He blasted out of the room and out of Sev's house. His mind was swirling and he felt like fainting. He couldn't believe it. He made out with a man. The same gender! He went into his car and decided to grab his phone and text Rev.
Rev: Connie!
Rev: CONNIE!
Conboi: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Rev: How was it?
Conboi: I really want to strangle you.
Rev: And..?
Conboi: Ok, fine, it was great.
Rev: AHA! I AM a great matchmaker!
Conboi: OK, SHIT UP.
Conboi: Shut*
Rev: Anyways, wanna hang out? Maybe talk about it with us? At the mall? With the girls? ;^)
Connie sighed and groaned. Not the girls. They were probably going to annoy him by the time he got there. Every time Rev invited Connie to hang out with her and the girls, they would always question Connie with ridiculous questions or just simply annoy him. But because Connie had nothing to do, he sighed again and replied.
Connie: Fine, I'll be there in an hour.
Rev: YEET
Connie put his phone in his back pocket. He grabbed his car keys and inserted them into the keyhole. While the car was starting, Connie kept thinking of Sev. He couldn't stop thinking about him. It was something about him that was seductive. Either his raspy and deep voice or his eyes. His red and blue eyes that stared right into his. It made him feel calm but nervous. He was a mysterious fellow. Connie closed his eyes and slapped his face again. He needed to get home. Connie pulled his car back from the house's driveway and started to drive.
