“He’s threatening to leak our sex tape,” Spencer said.
“Our sex tape?” Bobby asked.
“No, his and mine, we made a year ago when we thought it was a long term, monogamous relationship... okay, I did. Anyway, he’s threatening me with it now.”
“Who’s he going to show it to? I don’t think TMZ would want it,” Darrell offered.
“He’s going to post it on the internet. It could go viral with Twitter and Tumblr and Facebook these days. It’s clearly me.”
“So what if it is? I wouldn’t care if my sex tape was leaked,” Triston said.
“You don’t have a sex tape. Do you?” Bobby asked.
“No, which is weird because of all of us I’d be the one who’d do something irresponsible like that.”
“Make a sex tape?” Bobby asked.
“No, let my boyfriend keep the fucking thing,” Triston said.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” Spencer said. “Seriously what am I going to do?”
“Wouldn’t both of your careers be over?” Bobby asked.
“Take him to court,” Darrell said.
“I can’t, at least not until it’s out and then my career is over.”
“You have no career,” Triston said.
“Hah, that’s funny coming from someone who works in an adult toy store.” Spencer and Triston looked at each other. Spencer tried his most intimidating stare but Triston didn’t react. He stared back with a blank face.
“Okay you two, knock it off,” Bobby said.
They broke into smiles then laughed.
“Oh my god this fucking night,” Spencer said. “I drank too much.”
“Don’t worry,” Bobby said. “You have a three day weekend.”
“The one good thing about working for the Federal Government.”
“I need to sleep. Are you guys ready?” Darrell asked.
They nodded and agreed that they were ready to pay and head home. They got up from the booth, dusted themselves off, stretched, and then headed for the door. They got to the sidewalk and paused.
“What time is it?” Spencer asked.
“Like four in the morning, the sun is about to come up any minute,” Bobby said.
“Ugh, summer,” Triston said. “People are going to be cutting their grass or doing whatever it is they do.”
“Let’s go,” Bobby said.
They walked away from the diner along the sidewalk. They lost energy as they walked until by the time they reached their apartment building it was difficult to climb the steps. Spencer followed the rest of them thinking about his predicament he felt strangely awake even if he wasn’t the most alert. He followed them up the stairs to the second floor then down the hallway to the apartment. Bobby unlocked the door and ushered everyone inside before he closed it and locked it behind them.
“Let’s get to bed.”
Spencer wasn’t ready for bed. He wanted to do something. He took his phone from his pocket and set it on the coffee table. The other three left him in the living room and headed to the apartment’s one bedroom where they began to strip out of their clothes.
“If we’re sleeping in the same bed then I’m not in the middle,” Darrell said.
“I’ll sleep in the middle,” Triston offered.
“Good because Bobby is a cuddle monster,” Darrell replied.
They looked around at each other and laughed. They were each fighting off sleep in their own way. Darrell climbed to the end of the bed where he laid on his side. Triston moved beside him and began to rub at his feet. Bobby stretched then noticed there were only three and in fact they had left Spencer in the living room. He stepped into the doorway between the rooms.
“Are you sleeping with us?”
Spencer looked to him and raised his eyebrow.
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