"What are you getting at?" Mikey questions, recovering from the word bomb I just dropped. "No relationships, no commitments, no stress, no confusions, no problems, just sex," I tell him enjoying the thought more and more. "You can't be serious, right?" His eyes are nearly popping out of his head. "Fine, I wont do it with you then," I tell him, furrowing my eyebrows at his reaction. "I mean in general," He restates and takes another drink. "It doesn't sound like a bad idea," I tell him serious now.