"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" "Batman." - A boy made it his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him. e.g: :) = 04 982 562 789 Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.

"At least I did not lie the first time. I want you. In my bed. Warm and Wanton. No strings attached. I wont poked into your business and dont poke in mine. Do we have a deal??" Christian said seriously as if talking about some business deal. Kristine heart thumped and she went hot starting from her ears. How can he say that without blinking an eye. They were talking about sex like two consenting adults. How could she be so stupid to fall for someone who doesnt believe in love? "Okay. You got yourself a deal." she muttered. "And please dont fall in love with me," he added as an after thought. Geez. Your warning came ages late! Kris thought.