"Friends" with benefits¿?

1.) tagged photos :)

Zach's POV:
   "I just don't understand! Everything was all set!" I exclaimed, as the people wondering the streets of L.A listened in vaguely.
  "I know you're upset Zach! But there not much we can do about it now." My managers voice broke over the phone.
   My face flushed with anger as I held in my cuss words.
  "K. Whatever." I stated, as I pressed the hang up button.
  I shoved my phone in my pocket, and paced to my apartment.
   I slammed the door behind me and threw my car keys onto the table.
  "FUCK!" I screamed, as loudly as I could.
   I rested my head in the palms of my hands, fighting off tears.
   I'm a man, I don't cry.
A few moments later, there was a knock at the door,
  I opened it to see Joey standing at the doorway, waiting to be invited in.
  "Why are you 'FUCK'ing man? I heard you all the way downstairs." He asked, concerned.
  I picked my phone up off the table and gestured him to follow me into the living room.
  I sat on the sofa and he sat in the chair right beside it.
  "Tours cancelled. I worked my ass off." I stated.
  Joey stared at me intensely.
  "There's got to be something we can-"
  "Nope." I cut in.
  "My manager says nothing. It'll be fine, I'll live."
  Joey looked at me with calm eyes.
  I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started to scroll through Instagram to take my mind off of how shitty this day has been.
   "You know," I continued to scroll.
  "Sometimes I feel like god looks down on me and is all like "oh? Zach's doing good? LET ME TAKE A FAT SHIT ON HIM" I rambled, Joey laughed.
  I continued to scroll.
  "Shit happens." Joey laughed some more.
  I stopped scrolling.
  I noticed this girl, in this picture. She was beautiful, very, very beautiful.
  "Who's that?" Joey asked, looking over my shoulder.
  I jumped.
  "No clue." I replied.
  I clicked on the photo to see if there was a tag.
  "@mariona.gene"
  I scrolled through her Instagram and studied every picture. Who is she?
  "Slide into those DMs man. You know you wanna." Joey punched me in the shoulder.
  I laughed.
  "Should I?" I asked, seriously.
  Joey smirked.
  "Yeah, get some man!!"
  I smiled.
  I started to type "hey:) you're really cute" but instantly deleted it.
  "Hey." I pressed send.
  "Okay look man, I'd love to stay and chill or whateva but I got a party tonight." Joey stated, picking up his car keys.
  I chuckled.
  "Alright man, have fun."