Who's dead?

The tension in the hospital waiting room was intoxicating, Anne paced back and forth so fast that it was hurting my eyes, Andre was sitting next to me tapping his feet on the glossy tiled floor repeatedly as I sat next to him silently, feeling guilty about the whole thing. If you weren't here earlier all you need to know is I almost killed my father. No, not the crazy,evil kind of serial killer kind of way, actually I hurt his feelings and triggered a heart attack, that's all you need to know for now. It was really unnerving when a doctor or a nurse passed by, we all jumped up or looked up only to be disappointed. A few minutes later the hospital waiting room door swung open,without looking up I knew who it was," Maureen, I'm so glad you're here..." Anne begun only to be rudely ignored.
"Myra, sweetheart, how are you doing?" Maureen enveloped me in a very uncomfortable, not to mention awkward hug.
My voice was lost, a dozen questions rushed through my mind and only one thing was certain, things were about to get ugly," I... I'm..."
"Oh you poor dear, you must still be in shock, do you need anything?"She asked me dutifully.
I shook my head with all the strength I could muster, I glanced at Anne through the corner of my eye, she was as startled and bewildered as I was. I didn't know where this was going but as long as Maureen was involved it wasn't good. I scanned the room for Andre and noticed he was still beside me he was trying to hide a smile... the mischievous goat was having a laugh over my crisis, the thought almost brought a smile to my lips but I knew better.
"Good evening Anne... we need to talk," She glared at Anne with such 'Ice' I could actually feel the temperature drop in the room.
"Alright then," Anne gestured for them to step aside, her head was held up fearlessly her lower lip was quivering so fast that it looked like she was talking.
"Oh no, sweetheart, you should know by now that I am not afraid to air my dirty linens in public."
Anne stuttered,"Why should we... we don't have dirty linens, do we?"
Maureen arched an eyebrow and took two dramatic steps towards Anne,"Why did you blame this poor child for something that was probably a coincidence, you always want to be the good guy...'Oh boo-hoo, the child has no mother figure lets marry her rich dad and then help her', 'goodness gracious, her rich dad is hardly home, let me move in with her to keep her and her awesome friends company', 'Oh my Lord she's angry at her rich dad then he has a heart attack, let me take sides with him in case..."
"Don't you dare say it?" Anne hissed through clenched teeth.
I could feel Andre right behind me, I leaned into him and enjoyed the feeling of his arms around before I came back to reality, if Anne and Maureen had a falling out because of me I would kill myself.
"Oh so what now you're gonna beat me, well go ahead, thank God we're in a hospital so I can pay your bills when I'm through whooping your ass," Maureen rolled up her non-existent sleeves.
The room went silent, even the usual 'hustle and bustle' hospital sounds were gone.
Anne broke the silence with an eardrum piercing laugh,"Did you hear that in a movie or something?"
"Yeahhh. that chick flick you left me to struggle through last week... you have to admit its good though?"
I stared in awe and amazement as the two ladies chattered away, what happened to the fight...about me?
"They grow up so fast," Andre squeezed me a bit before he went to join in the fun.
I smiled as I watched them, this was the craziest group of friends I had ever seen and I was glad to say they were mine. Well, at least we have some good news, no one was attending my funeral in the nearest future...
"Excuse me you are here for Mr.Nigel..."
"Yes!"everyone huddled around the doctor,"We tried everything but..."
I just had to jinx it, there were gonna be two funerals, my dad's then mine.
"...we just couldn't kill the old man," the doctor laughed... by himself,"Jeez, just trying to lighten the situation."
We all stared at him blankly, till he got the message and continued," The catch is, he can't remember a thing..."
Lets make that one funeral, MINE.

Closure gone wrong...

So here I am standing in my kitchen glaring at my dad while everyone goes soft on him, yes even Anne was patting his hand and asking about his health.
"Cut it out, will you?!" I screamed at the top of my voice,"All of you."
I could see surprise etched accross everyone's face, I can't blame them, I had just been told that my dad was dying and all I could do was scream like a little bitch.
Anne walked over to me and placed an arm on my shoulder,"Whats the matter love?"
I shrugged her hand off and paced for a while, running my fingers through my hair compulsively, then I finally gave in as warm tears rolled down my cheeks,"You always find a way to come out looking like the good guy, don't you..."
"Myra..." he begun.
"No let me speak!" I screamed at him, I could see the blood drain out of Andre's face,"I think I should go, this seems like a family issue," Andre muttered as he began to walk out.
"Sit your ass down," I shouted at him,"You're more like family to me than he will ever be."
Andre knew what was good for him, he glanced apologetically at my father then sat down at the kitchen table. I could see raw confusion written all over my dad's face,but nevertheless he stood there silently.
"All my life, I've craved your attention, I've wanted you to be there for me, not your stupid money..."
"My stupid money gave you a good life Myra, what more could you want?" He questioned.
"I wanted a father, like most girls... making your stupid money was an excuse to be away from me, I never really understood why you did it dad, but by the time I was old enough to stop caring I did it and now out of the blues, you happen to be dying so you want to rekindle family ties, you want to make things better... I've got a shocker for you dad, no amount of cancer is making me give you that chance, you had your chance and you blew it," I walked out feeling like the most insensitive human being in the world, I didn't even know where that came from all I knew is that it felt pretty darn good.I could hear Anne"s teary voice behind me,"Oh my God, I truly didn't see that coming, I'll go talk to her."
I didn't hear the rest of what they said because I had slammed my door and locked myself in, I never realised how hurt I was by my father's absense in my life, I always wondered why people bothered, it was quite fun when I had no step mothers trying to pry into my life,but obviously there was a time I cared, it all ended on my 7th birthday, my dad had been promising to take me to Disneyland all year, I had bragged about it at school, I had talked to my pet cat about it, I even started watching Disney cartoons ,which I hates, because of it. A day to my birthday he had a business meeting in London, I heard him leaving in the middle of the night like a thief, he told his assistant to take me to disney land, I didn't go. What he never understood was that I hated Disney productions and Disneyland, I hadn't been bragging about Disneyland all year, I was in a rich kid school so no one gave a rat's ass about Disney land. I was bragging about the fact that my dad was gonna take a day off to spend time with me in Disneyland. Tears ran down my cheeks as I remembered my 7year old self throwing her disney cartoon collection out the window, that was the day I stopped caring and now he came out of the blues to tell me that all he had to give me, all he had to make up for all that lost time was 'less than a year'? I wiped my tears and lay down on my bed, curling myself up in a fetal position. There was a soft knock on my door, I sniffed a little,"Go away, whoever you are."
"Sweetheart its me," My dad said calmly, but from the slight shake in his voice I could tell he had been crying, I felt a slight pang of regret as I got up to open the door for him.
He walked in slowly and closed the door behind him as I flung myself on my bed and resumed my moping.
"I know I wasn't the best father you could find and I don't expect you to understand why I did what I did, but after your mother died..."
"Don't give me that, 'you reminded me of her and I couldn't bare it' bullcrap, this is the real world," I snapped.
He chuckled," No I wasn't going to say that, you are quite the opposite of her, you're strongwilled, independent and besides you get your looks from my side of the family... I was going to say, it was hard, I didn't know what you wanted, hell, I didn't even know how to act like a dad, I grew up in the system... I figured that if I gave you everything you ever wanted that would make up for my inability to be much of a father to you."
"As cliche as this sounds, I just wanted you to spend time with me, dad, I didn't really care about the money... till senior high," I smiled sadly,"Tell me one thing dad, if you didn't have cancer and a year to live, would you be here right now?"
I rolled over onto my back so I could see his reaction, he sat on the edge of my bed,obviously nervous and shaken.
"I thought so," I shook my head,"Just leave, I can't deal with this right now, I really am sorry that you have cancer and that you're dying, but I can't help feeling its another avenue for you to abandon me."
He began to say something but evidently changed his mind, the silent plea in his eyes almost broke my heart, but I looked away before I could get sucked in.
He shuffled out the door, but never made it, he fell with a soft thud onto my carpeted floor,"Dad!!"
I looked around panicking as I ran into the kitchen where Andre and Anne were making sandwiches,"He collapsed, he's on the floor... I was so... call 911."
I ran out before they could say anything in response, I heard Andre on the phone and Anne was gasping through tears as she ran towards me and my dad.I felt for his pulse with my shaky hands, it took a while for me to find it, but I did.
Anne lowered herself to her knees and wept like a baby, she evidently still loved him very much, I put a comforting arm on her shoulder but she shrugged it off,"Don't touch me you selfish little brat, you always find a way to make everything about you, your father was dying and all you could do was whine about an empty chilhood rather than trying to get the best out of his last days,he was trying to make up for it, if he dies now I will never forgive you."
The creepy thing here was that, she wasn't kidding...

Reunion

The cool evening breeze blew in through my window, I smiled as I recollected the happenings of the day, I didn't want to open my eyes in case it was a dream, but eventually I did... and I instantly wished I kept them shut. Dammit!!! I looked around, there was no sign of Andre, I was fully clothed and the bedsheets were still on the bed. What the hell happened?!.I jumped up and searched the room again, but what kind of creep would dress me up and put everything back in place? My heart fell, this was not fair.
I walked out into my living room, Andre was still slumped on the couch... in the same awkward position I left him in!!! Its all coming back to me now, I went to get him the aspirin, he took it, we had the awkward stare-down, I pushed him back onto the couch and when I was about to kiss him, he fell asleep!!As if that wasn't awkward enough, I had to go and dream up a whole steamy session of carnal pleasures. I heard someone in the kitchen,it was probably Anne eating everything in sight," Hey, glutton, leave some for the rest of us."
"Is that how what the kids call people like me nowadays?"
That wasn't Anne's voice, It wasn't Maureen's either, it was...
"Hi dad..." I walked over and hugged him.
"Hey doll face," he kissed the top of my head affectionately.
I smiled up at him," So what are you doing here and who let you in? I'm guessing 'not Anne'?"
"Your drunk boyfriend let me in, then he blacked out immediately..." he smiled, then his smile faded,"How is Anne?"
"Find out yourself," Anne said from the doorway,"Hello Nigel."
Anne walked in calmly, she looked radiant, I knew she had heard dad's voice in her room because she had full make up on, and she was wearing a cute T-shirt that showed a vague but tempting outline of her curves," I'll be in the next room."
"No stay!!" they both shouted at the same time.
Wow, where were the dress rehearsals and why wasn't I informed? It was like they practiced their lines accompanied by the 'intimidating parent' look.
"Okay," I answered obediently,"So... who wants breakfast?"
"I do," Andre called out from the living room.
"Get your drunk ass in here, pardon my language daddy," I laughed nervously, this was more awkward than the stare down with Andre. I needed moral support, even if it had a hangover.My dad just smiled at me knowingly.
"So, Nigel... why the surprise visit? You have a business meeting around here, cuz if I remember correctly that's the only way anyone can see you these days," Anne smiled sarcastically.
"Hey break it off people," Andre said as he walked into the kitchen,"Hey Nigel."
"Wait, you guys know each other?" Anne and I asked at the same time. Yaaaay! I was invited to the dress rehearsal after all.
"Yeah we were business partners," Andre joked, but no one laughed, apart from me because I was kissing up,"too soon?"
"I had him investigated and I meet him for a few drinks now and then," my dad stated.
I just looked at him blankly, he always did this and there was no stopping him just because I was an heiress to a multi-billion dollar estate... arrghhhh.
I looked at Andre apologetically but he seemed to be enjoying the awkwardness.
"Really, you treat your daughter like a business asset,what is wrong with you Nigel??!" Anne seemed really worked up.
"Sweety..." I started.
"No, Myra I have to tell him this... I have to ask him What the heck he's doing here after all this time?!" Andre and I are visibly shaken by the anger in her voice.Well someone has been bottling up their feelings...
"You wanna know? You really wanna know everything Anne, why I wasn't around so much towards the end? I'm dying Anne, I have a tumor in my brain and its killing me, I didn't want to worry anyone till I had it under control, but now I have less than a year left... are you happy now the cat is out of the bag?!" Tears ran down my father's cheeks.
We all stared in horror... I want to put the cat back in the bag...

Hang-over in shining armour

Dinner and drinks last night with the guys turned out to be less awkward than I expected it to be, Maureen babbled on and on about some banker she bumped into at the (suprise!!!) bank. He's a divorcee with a 6yr old daughter who's birthday is next week... notice how that sounds like something a broken record would repeat over and over again, thats because Maureen kept drumming it into our ears, everytime there was a little awkward silence, there she was,"Did I tell you guys about the banker I met at the bank? He's a divorcee with a 6yr old daughter who's birthday is next week." Well as you must have noticed by now my opening statement was just me and my wishful thinking. It was AWKWARD, Maureen was obsessing over her 'banker in the bank', Anne was staring at Andre and I creepily and Andre(our usual designated driver) was throwing shots down his throat like he had been born to do it. I ended up driving everyone home, which was quite unusual because the cup for 'most wasted' usually goes to me.
Its a warm sunday afternoon and I did not have a hangover,I was tempted to drink all the beer in the frigde till I was in a drunken frenzy, but drinking alone sucks and Anne was fast asleep. I picked up my phone and began to dial Clark's number, but who was I kidding, after making him walk a block with nothing but a hand towel covering his 'very vital' vitals, he'd be a fool to pick up my call, even if it was for a booty call. I raked a frustrated hand through my hair, here I was wide awake and fully dressed, with no hangover to nurse and no one to call. I suddenly missed the old Andre, he would have known what to do, he would have...
KNOCK, KNOCK... I flew off the couch at the sound of knocking, I mean in this era of doorbells who knocked?
"A minute!!" I screamed a little too loud.
I walked over and unlocked the door, I felt a little flutter of happiness in the pit of my stomach, at least I wouldn't be bored, the flutter stopped when I saw who it was.
"I asked him where he lived and he said it was here, you're Myra right?" The cute blonde in front of me asked sweetly as she tried her best to steady a drunk Andre.
"Yeah, and he stays here, with me..." I answered possesively," Over here Dre." I cooed softly as we both led him to the couch, with tremendous effort.
"Have you met Kim?" He smiled sweetly at me.
I couldn't help smiling back at him, as I was about to answer him he said to Kim,"She's my bestfriend and she thought I was gay can you believe that, after..."
"Umm, okay Kim, I can take it from here," I interupted abruptly, I really didn't want to know what he and Kim did,"Thank you for bringing him home."
Kim obviously got the message because she was out of my house faster than I could imagine.
I walked over and locked my door, then I went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water, to my suprise he was sitting upright on the couch and cradling his head in his hands. I knew he was having a killer headache so I went to my room to get him some aspirins,"Here you go kiddo, now I know why you don't drink as much as the rest of us."
He smiled weakly as he gulped down the water and later remembered to put the aspirins in his mouth. It was cute. Ever notice how you never have feelings for someone till you know they have feelings for you, well this is a serious case of it. I feel like I just met Andre, I see him in a new, totally sexy light.
"I'm sorry about this, I could leave..." he began to stand up but was too unsteady to make it all the way.
"Sit down Dre, infact lie down, trust me, i'm the hangover expert," I pushed him all the way down and sat on a side stool so I could be near him,"What kind of bestfriend would I be if I let you go home in this condition?"
He smiled weakly,"You mean that?"
"Yes I do."
He propped himself on his elbow and stared at me, did I tell you last night was awkward? I take that back, this was more than awkward I tell you.I just stared back and when I couldn't take it anymore(7 minutes later, yes people we played eye wars for 7 long as minutes) I pushed him on his back and planted my lips on his. Apart from wanting to do this since the last time we kissed,it was the only thing I could think of. He responded instantly, our lips played a game they both knew all too well. At their own accord my fingers began unbuttoning his shirt, I think I popped a button or two(well it was for a good cause), he practically tore off my t-shirt, apparently its nearly impossible to take off each others clothes at the same time.
"Lets take this to your bedroom, Anne could walk out any minute," he whispered on my lips.
Apparently horniness beats drunkeness because he lifted me off my feet and carried me into the bedroom,thats all for now folks, I have some work to do...

Invade or evade...

It was Saturday, a very busy day in the event planning sector, I was up by 5am, even though I was meant to be at the office by 8am. I'm a woman and I wanted an allegedly gay guy, so I was gonna have to dress to kill, so I needed the extra time. By 7.35, I still hadn't figured out a match, everything I picked either screamed 'ravish me here right now' or 'here Andre, look at me'... In frustration I picked a pair of trousers, a camisole and a cropped jacket, then I shoved my feet into a pair of gladiator sandals.
I walked into the office slowly, there were butterflies in my stomac and I felt lightheaded, I knew I couldn't face him yet so I ran to Maureen's office and knocked on the door shakily.
"Door's open," she called out casually.
I opened the door and walked in hurriedly,"Maureen, could I stay here for a while, I want to, eeerrrrrm..."
"You're avoiding him aren't you?" She asked in a concerned tone.
I nodded like a child, O Lord this was highschool all over again, why couldn't I just walk upto him and talk to him about it all? (Cuz, ummmn, highschool never ends.
"How could you not know he had the hots for you all these years? I mean I just met you guys and I knew, hell even Anne knew," she giggled.
"Hellllllo, Andre told me he was gay!!"
"Gay schmay, he looks at you like he's lost in the Sahara and you're water, he puts up with your girl drama, he's always picking your side even when you're obviously wrong and when you tell him to pretend to be your boyfriend in clubs and pubs, his face lights up like a christmas tree. How blind are you?"
I just stood there, I had never noticed all this,I just thought it was bestfriend benefits, plus I was too stuck up and caught up with my issues to even notice that much. I looked at Maureen nervously, she just cocked an eyebrow amd waited for my answer,"So you set him up, yesterday in the bathroom?"
She smiled smuggly,"Yeah, I told him I could prove he was straight, he protested, I called him chicken and he kissed me, I love how he feels the need to prove himself when you call him a chicken."
"Are'nt you just..."
"Maureen, can I chill in here for a second I..." Andre walked in, he stopped talking when he noticed I was in the room.
"Oh would you look at that, my cell is ringing,I've got to take this," Maureen walked out hurriedly.
"Should we call her back to get her cell?" I laughed nervously.
"No, lets allow her to figure that one out so she can beat herself up about it," he smiled back. I wanted to kiss the smile off his face, I wanted to kiss him till he couldn't use his lips for anything else, I wanted to...
"So, you're early today,"he commented.
"Yeahhh, rough night, you know how it is when I break up with Clark?" I almost hit myself in the face, what the hell was that?
"Yeah," he frowned slightly.
"So..." we both said at the same time.
"You go first," I said hurriedly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, why not?" I answered impatiently, I really wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Ok, here it goes, I'm really sorry about yesterday Myra, I was ouy of line and I was angry, I really took it to the extreme trying to get you to believe I was gay, it was only cuz everyone thought I was back in college and when you did too I just played along, I told myself I would tell you the truth about everything, how I felt, but I thought you would hate me..."
"Andre..." I began, but he cut me off.
"No listen, I know you don't feel the same way and I understand, I just hope we can still be friends?" he asked.
"Ummmn, yeah, why not," I gave my best fake smile.
"What were you gonna say?" he asked innocently.
"Just what you said, about being friends," I answered, my heart sank as we hugged briefly thenhe walked out of the room, bumping into Maureen who was eavesdropping. he smiled at her briefly and went to his office.
"What is wrong with you?!" Maureen bellowed,"you screwed up".
"I know and I'm killing myself when I get home today, what was I thinking?" I bit my lip nervously.
"Don't beat yourself up, Anne and I will do that for you after work today, now go make me some money, Gretchen's bridal shower isn't gonna plan itself," she shooed me out of her office.
The day sped by fortunately, I avoided Andre with all my might and I think he did th e same. We finally saw eachother in Maureen's office where we all met after work, I would be the greatest liar/actress of all time if I could act normal for this one, ladies and gentlemen, introducing the greatest liar/actress of all time...

Skeletons in the 'closet'

We stood there staring, none of us had the strength to say a word, neither did we have a clue of what to say, we just stood there mesmerized in the awkwardness of the moment. Anne broke the silence with a great big fart,"Ahhh, Anne thats disgusting, a smile twitched at my lips,but I didn't want to cheat on the intensity of the moment with my laughter.
"Good one Anne,"Clark smiled as they did some sort of secret handshake that ended with them making farting noises with their mouths.
We all burst into laughter, forgetting the situation that lay before us for a split second,then suddenly it hit me like a stray bullet,"So how long has this been going on?"
The room went quiet, I could hear imaginary crickets...we all burst into laughter again.
"Its not what it looks like,"Andre spat out through the laughter.
"I was choking," Maureen added.
"Ya and you were using your tongue to get her to stop and your hands on her boobs thats for the choking too?" I asked Andre, instantly feeling betrayed, I mean I was his bestfriend and if he wasn't really gay, I deserved to know. The laughter had died down and I walked out leaving them entwined in their compromising embrace. I knew Andre was right behind me, but I ignored him and walked into the kitchen pretending to look for a bottle of chilled water.
"You won't find any chilled water outside the fridge," he suggested.
"Stop it!" I snapped.
"Stop what?" He shrugged.
"Reading my mind, you have no right you know, if u can't tell me any of your secrets don't read my mind," I glared at him.
"No one has to read your mind Myra, you're hungover and you're doing that cute thing you do with your mouth when you're thirsty," he smiled weakly.
"Just leave me alone Andre, I really can't be near you right now, I can't believe you didn't tell me something this big, I thought we were best friends," I shook my head repeatedly as I opened the fridge and pretended to search for water even though it was right under my nose. He just stood there and I could feel the intensity of his gaze burning into the small of my back. I grabbed the bottle and walked upto him, close enough for him to see tears glistening in my eyes,"I really don't know what you were scared of, that I wouldn't accept you if you were straight or bi? For God's sake Andre..."
He grabbed my face and cradled it between his arms as he jammed his lips on mine, I was so shocked I kept my mouth closed,(it was my first kiss all over again,hey cut me some slack,I was a high school geek)he gently yet forcefully pried my lips open with his tongue and thats when my mouth came to life, our lips moved over eachother hungrily, it was so unreal, I'd never felt this way over a kiss, just as I was getting really into it, he pulled away and looked into my eyes(more like into my soul),"Hows that for something big?"
Then he just spun on his heel and walked out, scattered hair rumpled clothes and all, all I could do was stare after him yearningly.
Maureen walked in, fully dressed, a pang of jealousy washed over me.She was closely followed by Anne and Clark, who was still clad in my bed covers.
"If I had known that kissing Andre would finally get him to tell you how he feels, hell I would have done it a long time ago... he's a good kisser, but he does use too much tongue right?" Maureen cooed,"Too soon?"
"Waaaaaaay too soon Maureen,"Anne smiled.
"Oh my bad,I'm outta here,"She hugged everyone in the room before walking out, yaa of course including me, pang of jealousy gone.
"Wait, he kissed her?"Clark actually looked threatened.
"Shut up Clark," Anne smiled at me as she went to her room.
"Did he..."
"Shut up Clark," I dragged my covers off him," and get out."
I felt so fulfilled as I locked my bedroom door and flung his clothes two stories down,"Your clothes are waiting for you downstairs Zeus, now lets see you work that body."
I can hear him screaming and banging but I'm lost in my own world,my whole adult life I'd been looking for a man that understood me,knew who I really was and appreciated me and all of my adult life, I thought he was gay...

Take em off

I woke up this morning and God knows I felt nothing like Pdiddy, Oh by the way thanks for giving me high hopes, Kesha.I had a horrid hangover and there was some guy in my bed,no not Andre, I checked.I walked into the bathroom sluggishly, trying to patch together the happenings of the previous night... "Oh shit!!!" I exclaimed,"Clark, ewwww, get up..."
"Stop shouting babe,it sounds like someone is playing guitar hero... ON MY EARDRUM,"he raised his voice slightly.
"Well I don't give... get up!"
He stood up carefully and let the covers drop dramatically, the words froze in my mouth and a new set took their place,"Get back on that bed before I change my mind."
He smiled wickedly and caught me as I flung myself on him...
Well guys, have you met Clark? He's my on and off 'Greek god' of a boyfriend. Why are we on and off? Well lemme just say, when there's more steam in the bedroom than from a steam engine, you've got yourself a problem folks. We have so much chemistry (and a whole lot of biology if you know what I mean)going on, but I wanted more, I wanted someone who actually remembered my birthday or at least knew what I did for a living, I don't know much about relationships but I know this much, that person ISN'T Clark.
"Well, that was..." I begun.
"Mind blowing,great, artistic...,"he interjected as he leaned in for a kiss as our lips met briefly,I caught my breath, then I pulled away and looked into his dreamy blue eyes.
"I was going to say uncalled for."
He sat up and propped himself on an elbow,"Well you called for it and if I recall you also called out my name."
"Stop having word sex with yourself Clark..."
"Hey, barbie... well h e l l o Ken," Maureen barged into my room wearing my lion king robe.
"Maureen!"I gasped as I bunched the covers upto my chin,"A little privacy would help."
"Ha!!! You two have lost the right to privacy after what you did last night, in the bar, in my car and on your doorstep,"with that she walked into my bathroom and picked my toothbrush,"you've also lost your toothbrush rights."
I shooed her away, I had alot more where the toothbrush came from. Once she was out I jumped out of bed and lurched for the nearest piece of clothing, in the process I fell over.
"Babe, I've seen you naked tons of times, why the rush?"he laughed.
"We all have, Lord grant me some amnesia,"Maureen walked into the room closely followed by Andre.
I just lay on the floor tangled in my clothes.
"Sorry, Anne used the other bathroom and its probably condemned for life, nice wax by the way,"Andre smiled.
"Andre!!!" Clark and I gasped.
"What?? I meant your legs, he hurriedly followed Maureen into the bathroom.
"I didn't condemn the bathroom, stop making me... oh hi Clark," Anne walked into my room absentmindedly.
"Hello Anne,"Clark smiled sweetly, I could see he had made himself comfortable.
I just shook my head warily and threw on a T-shirt as they chattered on. I smiled briefly at the thought of my crazy friends, what would I do without..."HOLY SHIT!"
"I didn't do it," Anne called as she ran to see what I was so upset about, Clark Bunched the covers around his waist and wobbled over. You as curious as I think you are...? Hehehehe...