"Hey Rick" "yeah" his muffled voice echoed over the phone. "Im sorry to do this and every thing ,but I cant make it tonight." In all actuality I'd rather just lay on the couch in pajamas watching wrestling or a good horror movie. "Oh really?" His sympathetic voice responded. "Yeah, my cats really sick. I know its lame but im really worried about her." "Its fine I understand." "Really, thanks." " no problem." "Ill talk to you later" "okay bye." " bye" I hung up the phone and sat the sleek dark grey square on the coffee table.

Venturing into my bedroom, I removed my tan pants and black sweatshirt. Replacing them with thick leggings and an oversized sweater Matt left here. I tied my hair up and grabbed a takeout menu along with Bones ,my cat. I placed an order for Wonton soup, shrimp fried rice, and spring rolls while laying down.  Silence of the Lambs had just begun so I threw the remote and pulled the soft comforter over us.

About 20 minutes later the doorbell rung.  I paused the interview with Hannibal Lector and stood up grabbing my wallet.I recieved the food from a nice little man and adjourned back to my seat playing the movie.

The flat smelled of scented candles and chinese food. "Put the fucking lotion in the basket" he complained and she threw it in screaming.  A subtle knock cane from the door and two little black ears with white tips shot up. "Calm down mr.cat" I sat him on a mound of pillows and got up walking to the door.

I pulled it open and the same man stood at my door step with a target bag in his hand. "Is this wierd?" He asked. I pushed the cat back and closed the door. Yes I gave him my adress before I bailed , but when do you show up to peoples houses. "A little bit, ya" "I was really looking forward to seeing you again. So when I herd your cat was sick I just got him a few things you might need." "Oh um thanks, you really didn't need to" "Its fine, i dint mean to impose but can I use your bathroom? " " oh um sure."

He handed me the bag and I opened the door with lively little black creature following me as I guided him to the bathroom. I sat the bag down and ge jumped up next to it on the counter. "Ahh he is very ill" a voice spoke behind me minutes later.

"Im sorry" "if you didn't want to go you could have Just said no." He didn't  seen mad just disappointed which was worse. "I did ,just movies." " okay awkward" "i mean you coukd watch movies with me but I look like shit." "You look really beautiful and I love Silence of the Lambs." "Oh well um you can stay then if you want." "If its okay with you." "Yeah , want a drink or something?" "Sure."

I walked over to the fridge and opened it "peach vodka, fruit punch,  jack, vanilla coke, cherry coke, red wine, and capri sun." I listed. " jack and coke is fine" he laughed. I grabbed two glasses and mixed the drinks. I slipped i5 in his hand and threw the blanket in my room clearing off the couch. He sat beside me and within ten seconds had his arm over my shoulder.   He was actually quite comfortable so I snuggled into his side and let every thing.  fade to black.