Black on Constellations Gold

"Hey!" I snatched the remote out of Mike's hand, "Do. Not. Change. Game Of Thrones."

"We've seen this episode." Mike folded his arms in defeat.

I sat a bag of chips between us on the couch, "I know but the new episode comes on next. I wanna be hyped for," I made my voice deep and old classic announcer sounds, "The Battle Of The Bastards!!"

"You're a dork." Mike smiled and throw his legs over my thighs, almost crushing the chips in the process.

"Watch out." I said placing the bag ontop of Mike's legs.

"Where's your boyfriend?" He looked around the room to see if he was around.

"He doesn't like Game of Thrones." I placed a chip on my tounge, "You think my
Khaleesi and Jon Snow will be a thing?"

"Aren't they related?"

"No proof. Just fan speculation." I stopped and thought for a second, "Doesn't matter if he is or not."

Before we knew it we were engulfed in the fantasy world that had become a second home to us for the past 6 years. We cheered on Jon Snow and his Wildlings and booed at Ramsey and his army. The next moment we are sobbing over the deaths of fictional characters and praising Sansa for being a badass for once.

When the show finally ended, Troy came walking in. His curly green hair was damp from the small shower of rain that must have started sometime during the show.

"Hey, love." He said as he kissed my cheek, "How are things Mike?"

Mike just nodded and began cleaning up the crumbs we dropped.

"I'm gonna go take a shower and go to bed. Got to be up early for work tomorrow." Troy headed back to the bed room to gather his things.

"If you want you can stay the night in the guest bedroom." I offered to Mike as we throw away empty coke cans.

"Nah," He said grabbing his keys and walking towards the door, "I have my own places to sleep and I'm sure there is some pretty girl waiting for me." He winked at me and left.

I shook my head in silence as Mike left.

I felt the bed shift as Troy got up. His dark green hair looked almost neon in the early morning sun.

"Sorry," He whispered pushing the hair out of my face, "did I wake you?"

I stared into his jade green eyes, "I can't be mad waking up and seeing you."

We stared at each other for several moments just admiring the other. Troy the moon of my life and I was his sun and stars. This was the man I was meant to love. No one could ever tell me different.

Once we were able to break apart from each other Troy got dressed and left for work. I got up not long after he left.

My schedual was cleared for today but I felt the ocean calling me. I quickly changed into a simple black bikini and headed towards the beach.

I arrived a little after 9. The crowds were starting to settle in at La Jolla Shores. But not even a hurricane could stop me from explore the life below.

Once the saltly air filled my nostrals, I knew I was home. I dropped my towel on the beach and attached my keys to my wrist. The sand stuck between my toes as stepped into the water. I watched as the world moved around me all the while I was suspended in zero gravity.

The sun was getting well into the sky by the time I got out. My fingers and toes were wrinkled and my hair was full of sand. I grabbed my towel and lightly dried myself off.

When I got back to the car, I noticed I had a missed call from Mike. I listened to the voicemail almost imediately.

"Yo, come drink with me and the band tonight. Say The Tipsy Crow?"

Notes

Chapter 3 will be later on tonight or possible tomorrow.