I.The room is quiet when I wake up. The TV is on standby and it looks like it's already dark outside. John is still partially on top of me, breathing deeply and regularly. I stretch my legs as much as I can without disturbing him.
Wonder what time it is?
John wakes the moment I try to adjust my arms. He lifts himself up until we're facing each other.
"Seems I fell asleep on you..." He clears his throat.
"Or, I fell asleep underneath you. Not sure who started it." I grin at him.
I glance at the clock on the DVD player. 6:30 pm. We'd better get moving.
"We're still going to the party, right?" I ask.
"Yeah, I guess."
"I think you need a change of clothes. This is perhaps a bit too casual." Still grinning, I point down at the dark patch that has spread from the crotch of his sweat pant
