--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Littrell, say something. Say anything. JUST SPEAK. Kevin is still standing outside the bathroom door, and it's been five minutes or something. I can't say a word. I'm not good at that. And Brian knows that. So why isn't he saying anything. We've both gotten dressed, but none of us are saying a god damned word, and that is just not good. I think Kevin will force the door open if we don't say anything soon. "We're ok" Did I just say that? Hey, that must mean I can talk. Not that I should, God knows what might come out of my mouth, but still. Littrell isn't saying shit, so I guess it is all up to me. So, what can I say to get Kevin off my back. What can me and Brian possibly have done that's taking so long. "What took you so long to answer. I've been out here yelling for over ten minutes" TEN! No way. He's lying. It can't have been ten. "We were sleeping" I say, and look at Brian, trying to figure out if he is planning on jumping into the conversation anytime soon. He looks like he's ten miles away, so I think not. "We have a bed for that" is Kevin's reply. "Ehm, I know" Fuck, I am running out of things to say. "Why aren't you two coming out?" he asks. Ok Kevin. We just had sex, made love, fucked like bunnies, take your bloody pick. I have no idea if it shows, so until I've checked with Brian, I can't open the door. And since he's on the moon, I can't check with Brian. Which leaves me with one hell of a problem. Hm, I need to find a way to get Brian back to planet Earth, NOW. I look at him for a second, a plan forming in my mind. Yep, that'll work. I let my fingers trail down his cheek, and turn his face towards me. Then I lean down and give him a soft kiss. ***** What the FUCK??? Who just kissed me? Where the hell am I? WHO AM I? I open my eyes, and don't ask me how they got closed cause I can't remember, and I stare into Nick's blue eyes, and then I remember. A bathroom. Lots of sex. KEVIN!!!!!!! Fuck fuck fuck. We're in trouble. What to do? What to say? WAIT A SECOND. Nick's already talked to him. Now, if I could only remember what he said. Hm, something about the two of us falling asleep. Well, it's close to the truth. Good thinking by Nick. It seems Kevin is trying to get into the bathroom now. I mean, he's banging hard on the door, and it is getting very anoying. I look at Nick and give him a smile. "I think we should go out now" He smiles at me, and gives me another soft kiss. "Yeah, we should. Am I presentable?" I give him a grin. I mean, he said the word right and everything. That's good. He has this thing with long and complicated words. He tends to mess them up. "You look fine. Me?" He looks at me for a little while, motioning for me to turn around and everything. "Yeah." "Let's go then." I say, and moves to open the door before Kevin smashes it in. "Wait." I turn to Nick, a questionmark written on my face. "Huh?" "Let me do that" he says, his entire face lit up. OK, now he is planning something, and I think I know what it is. Kevin is jumping against the door now, and Nick stands by it, listening. Then he opens it really fast, and in comes Kevin, flying through the room and landing on the chair over the toilet. "Geez Kev, take it easy." he says, and then he laughs as he walks out of the room. I can't help but laugh as I follow him.
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