biblical times.

saturday night amazon trips

more modern stuff coz what else am i supposed to do? we only know what we knowwwwwwwwwwwww iykyk
homosexuals?

whizzer opened his laptop aggressively and typed in his password which was, speechlessly, allthisass101.

"we did finish the bottle," marvin tossed the bottle of wine into the recycling bin.

"i could do that alone in a night," whizzer rolled his eyes and typed amazon.com into his browser.

marvin plopped down heavily next to whizzer on his faded, brown sofa. "oh yeah, strawberry flavored," marvin laughed and pointed to a small bottle in whizzer's recently purchased list.

"i forgot someone's a light weight," whizzer's smile reached across his face.

"im fine, just tired. what else do you buy," marvin questioned, hinting at how he wanted whizzer to keep scrolling.

whizzer complied and scrolled through his recently bought items. it wasn't all very exciting. it was mainly socks and other necessities like toothpaste. then between those orders there would be the dog treats for his nonexistent dog and a spiked choker.

"hot saturday night," marvin exclaimed, "whatcha doin with that there... fancy black-?" marvin's mouth was covered swiftly by whizzer's hand.

"your guess is as good as mine. i... don't even know where i put that," whizzer put his legs up on the coffee table in front of him.

"we should buy a new couch," marvin bounced a bit on the sofa and hit a spring head on each time. whizzer winced at the feeling.

"on amazon? maybe we shouldn't," whizzer put a hand on marvin's leg to stop the bouncing. his 38 year old boyfriend had a tendency to act more like he was 8. subtract the 30.

"alright then," marvin took the laptop from whizzer's grasp.

"what are you doing," whizzer asked as marvin vigorously typed into the search bar.

"well this is shitty," marvin tossed the computer back into whizzer's lap.

"you were looking at jewelry?" whizzer laughed and scrolled a bit and bright colors of silver and gold.

"well i have to get you a ringgg, but those aren't real ones... you like gold? hmm?" marvin rested his head on whizzer's shoulder.

whizzer went helpless and dropped his chin to his chest. they both had a mutual agreement that it was time they had something to make them official... in a more legal sense. yet, he'd never pictured how it would go down.

he scrolled a bit further down the page and looked at each shiny design.

whizzer held back giggling and said, "you're going to be mad in the morning, marv."

"im already mad. amazon doesn't have everything! no metal circles with pretty diamonds.

you know? trina's ring looked like- it looked like you gave a girl one of those bedazzler guns and said, 'have at it.'" marvin smiled faintly, "let's not do that again."

"we should get a bedazzler gun for the couch," whizzer laughed and tried to get marvin off the topic of rings.

marvin audibly gasped, "yes that is fucking genius- that's why im marrying you."

whizzer's head was probably going to explode if he held anymore laughter in. he couldn't help but feel like a kid in a candy store. "do you need anything else marvin? that amazon does have?"

"are there like, nice guitars? maybe a blue one?" marvin shut his eyes and spoke drowsily.

"probably... why do you need a guitar?" whizzer typed guitar into the search bar.

"not for me! for jason... since he's like turning turning 15 i figured he can get bigger gifts," marvin sat up and stretched his back, "and he's always wanted a guitar."

"and he does like blue," whizzer added on and tugged on marvin's dark blue t-shirt.

"don't spend your money on it, though. i'll do it later. let's go to sleep," marvin shuffled around the coffee table to their bedroom.

at this point, whizzer realized marvin was definitely far too sober to play all of this off in the morning.

"right, let me clean up, you go ahead," whizzer got up and closed his laptop. he picked up their glasses and put them in the already rather full sink. that was it's own problem.

whizzer made his way into the bedroom and found a wide-eyed marvin staring at the ceiling.

"you aren't sleeping-" whizzer started but was promptly cut off.

"you should take my last name," marvin turned to the door to look at whizzer. whizzer kicked his slippers off and got into bed.

"wishful thinking. why is that?" whizzer humored his lover with inquiry.

"it sounds better," marvin laughed.

"i think marvin brown sounds pretty good, hmm?" whizzer turned to face marvin.

"no, ew, ewwwwwwwww. yet, i can't imagine you not being whizzer brown. my brown."

"is that so?" whizzer settled down and said drowsily.

"yeah. whizzer, whizzer brown."

rhymes with down. 100% the only reason whizzer has a last name is coz it needed to rhyme with down.