Amor Vicissitudine
Octodecim
“Sorry that it’s a mess again, I honestly wasn’t expecting you to move in so quickly.” I shrugged and tossed my keys on the table, looking around the room at the various bottles and other things all over the ground.
I hope Sicily and Mike wouldn’t mind it if I tried to clean up before they sat down or anything,
“Stealing your couch, whoop whoop!” Mike jumped up into the air, landing on the small sofa. Well, too late to try to do that,
“Is he always..?” I pointed at Mike, letting my sentence trail off as Sicily nodded,
“Only when he’s high as fuck.” Sicily looked around my apartment and began picking things up from the ground with me,
“Hey. I haven’t smoked in a week. You should be proud of me.” Mike pointed at Sicily as she tossed something at him,
“I am proud of you baby, just don’t act like you’re high when you aren’t.” Mike laughed at her and there was a knock on the door,
“Hey Mike! You wanna introduce me to your lady friend?” What the fuck? How many people were gonna come in here today?
“Sorry, that’s Casey.” Mike got up off of the couch and walked to the door, opening it for the guy. I looked at Sicily who shrugged, seeming to not know him,
“Hey guys.” The Casey guy waved at Sicily and I, kind of awkwardly and I could feel the tension thickening the longer he just stood there,
“Mike, can I talk to you in Tony’s room?” Sicily pointed toward my- our room and Mike followed her.
I continued to pick stuff up as Casey looked around awkwardly,
“You can sit down if you want.” I motioned toward the couch and heard Sicily smack Mike, him yelping in pain as he dashed back into the living room,
“Jesus, Ci. Didn’t mean to offend you.” Mike put his hands up defensively and sat down next to Casey on the couch, “’S not my fault people follow me everywhere.”
Sicily shook her head and went into the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and coming back to help me finish cleaning my mess,
“How did you get this place so dirty since Saturday?” I laughed and started tossing trash and bottles into the trash,
“House parties.” That was my only excuse even though it was weak and not exactly true.
I’d invited a couple of friends over since Ci had been in the house and they had decided to be slobs and not clean up the mess they made. Then again I was no different.
After they’d left I’d passed out in my room and not bothered to clean up any time I came out. Then again with a hang over as bad as I had who would want to clean up?
“You had a house party and didn’t invite me??” Sicily seemed amazed.
Well considering I still barely knew her it would’ve been kind of weird for her to show up at a house party with nobody but my closest friends,
“I’m sorry, baby.” I stopped and walked up to her as she was bent over, rubbing her back with my hands, “I would have but your brother would have de-dicked me if I did.” I made up my own word for getting castrated and leaned down to her neck, kissing it softly, “But this week you’ll get to see what kind of wild parties I throw.” My hands slipped from her shoulders down to her hips and my lips never moved from her neck,
“Free show!” Mike cheered out and Sicily threw a bottle at him, hitting him in his lower abdomen, “Ow! I was joking around! Jeez Ci!”
I laughed at Mike and Casey took the bottle, tossing it into the trash,
“Two points!” Casey shouted out and Mike looked at him, raising his hand for a high five,
“Your friends are weird, babe.” I patted her back and walked into the kitchen, dumping the trash into the can under my sink,
“I know, Tone. But if you wanna be my boyfriend, you gotta get wit my friends!” She started singing the old Spice Girls tune,
“Love can last forever but friendship never eeeeeeeeends~!” Mike and Casey sang the next part of the song, terribly off key,
“Wow.” That was all I said as I walked back into the living room, “They’re even worse than I thought.” I joked at them and eyed Sicily who was laughing at them happily,
“Hey boys, you guys wanna watch a movie?” She flopped down onto the couch next to Mike and pointed to the stack of DVD’s next to the television.
I rolled my eyes and Mike stood up, looking through the cases,
“Uuuh. Do you have Harry Potter?” Oh no. Not a Potterhead,
“Eugh. No.” I made a sound of distain as Mike stared at me, seemingly amazed that I didn’t like Harry Potter, “What?”
He stood up straight, towering over me and I did the same, trying my best to get as close to his height as possible. That is, before he slapped me,
“Ow! Hey! I don’t know you! What are you doing?!” He continued to smack me, as though he were disappointed in my movie taste.
He grabbed my Padawan braid as it flew near him and held it up,
“AHA!” He made a face like Johnny Depp when he had realizations and pulled up the braid so he was looking at it directly, “You like Star Wars!”
“Yeah, so?” I pulled my hair away from him and stared at him in bewilderment,
“You can’t make those noises!” Geez what a teenager, “You’re biased!”
“What? Am not!” I bent back over and began shuffling through the DVD’s for Mike, “Here, let’s watch Big Fish. This is a good movie that we can all enjoy.”
“Big Fish?” Casey looked at me weird as I walked back from the small entertainment center under the television,
“I think you guys’d like it.” Sicily commented as I sat down next to her, turning on the TV.
I slipped my arm around her shoulder and she wiggled closer to me, resting her head on my chest. I looked down at her and let a small smile spread across my face.
I hoped this wouldn’t lead to my dreams of us changing at all.
I hope Sicily and Mike wouldn’t mind it if I tried to clean up before they sat down or anything,
“Stealing your couch, whoop whoop!” Mike jumped up into the air, landing on the small sofa. Well, too late to try to do that,
“Is he always..?” I pointed at Mike, letting my sentence trail off as Sicily nodded,
“Only when he’s high as fuck.” Sicily looked around my apartment and began picking things up from the ground with me,
“Hey. I haven’t smoked in a week. You should be proud of me.” Mike pointed at Sicily as she tossed something at him,
“I am proud of you baby, just don’t act like you’re high when you aren’t.” Mike laughed at her and there was a knock on the door,
“Hey Mike! You wanna introduce me to your lady friend?” What the fuck? How many people were gonna come in here today?
“Sorry, that’s Casey.” Mike got up off of the couch and walked to the door, opening it for the guy. I looked at Sicily who shrugged, seeming to not know him,
“Hey guys.” The Casey guy waved at Sicily and I, kind of awkwardly and I could feel the tension thickening the longer he just stood there,
“Mike, can I talk to you in Tony’s room?” Sicily pointed toward my- our room and Mike followed her.
I continued to pick stuff up as Casey looked around awkwardly,
“You can sit down if you want.” I motioned toward the couch and heard Sicily smack Mike, him yelping in pain as he dashed back into the living room,
“Jesus, Ci. Didn’t mean to offend you.” Mike put his hands up defensively and sat down next to Casey on the couch, “’S not my fault people follow me everywhere.”
Sicily shook her head and went into the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and coming back to help me finish cleaning my mess,
“How did you get this place so dirty since Saturday?” I laughed and started tossing trash and bottles into the trash,
“House parties.” That was my only excuse even though it was weak and not exactly true.
I’d invited a couple of friends over since Ci had been in the house and they had decided to be slobs and not clean up the mess they made. Then again I was no different.
After they’d left I’d passed out in my room and not bothered to clean up any time I came out. Then again with a hang over as bad as I had who would want to clean up?
“You had a house party and didn’t invite me??” Sicily seemed amazed.
Well considering I still barely knew her it would’ve been kind of weird for her to show up at a house party with nobody but my closest friends,
“I’m sorry, baby.” I stopped and walked up to her as she was bent over, rubbing her back with my hands, “I would have but your brother would have de-dicked me if I did.” I made up my own word for getting castrated and leaned down to her neck, kissing it softly, “But this week you’ll get to see what kind of wild parties I throw.” My hands slipped from her shoulders down to her hips and my lips never moved from her neck,
“Free show!” Mike cheered out and Sicily threw a bottle at him, hitting him in his lower abdomen, “Ow! I was joking around! Jeez Ci!”
I laughed at Mike and Casey took the bottle, tossing it into the trash,
“Two points!” Casey shouted out and Mike looked at him, raising his hand for a high five,
“Your friends are weird, babe.” I patted her back and walked into the kitchen, dumping the trash into the can under my sink,
“I know, Tone. But if you wanna be my boyfriend, you gotta get wit my friends!” She started singing the old Spice Girls tune,
“Love can last forever but friendship never eeeeeeeeends~!” Mike and Casey sang the next part of the song, terribly off key,
“Wow.” That was all I said as I walked back into the living room, “They’re even worse than I thought.” I joked at them and eyed Sicily who was laughing at them happily,
“Hey boys, you guys wanna watch a movie?” She flopped down onto the couch next to Mike and pointed to the stack of DVD’s next to the television.
I rolled my eyes and Mike stood up, looking through the cases,
“Uuuh. Do you have Harry Potter?” Oh no. Not a Potterhead,
“Eugh. No.” I made a sound of distain as Mike stared at me, seemingly amazed that I didn’t like Harry Potter, “What?”
He stood up straight, towering over me and I did the same, trying my best to get as close to his height as possible. That is, before he slapped me,
“Ow! Hey! I don’t know you! What are you doing?!” He continued to smack me, as though he were disappointed in my movie taste.
He grabbed my Padawan braid as it flew near him and held it up,
“AHA!” He made a face like Johnny Depp when he had realizations and pulled up the braid so he was looking at it directly, “You like Star Wars!”
“Yeah, so?” I pulled my hair away from him and stared at him in bewilderment,
“You can’t make those noises!” Geez what a teenager, “You’re biased!”
“What? Am not!” I bent back over and began shuffling through the DVD’s for Mike, “Here, let’s watch Big Fish. This is a good movie that we can all enjoy.”
“Big Fish?” Casey looked at me weird as I walked back from the small entertainment center under the television,
“I think you guys’d like it.” Sicily commented as I sat down next to her, turning on the TV.
I slipped my arm around her shoulder and she wiggled closer to me, resting her head on my chest. I looked down at her and let a small smile spread across my face.
I hoped this wouldn’t lead to my dreams of us changing at all.
5/15/13