when we met. p/phone.
After a long, hot shower, Leo leaned back on the couch, feet up, legs crossed at the ankles. He was overworked and exhausted, and all he wanted was to relax. He sighed when he heard his phone.
Joey: We’re at The Red Room having a drink. Get over here.
Leo: Not interested.
Joey: What the hell? Come on.
Leo: Not tonight.
Leo tossed his phone to the other end of the couch and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. Barely a minute passed when he heard his phone again. Fucking Joey. He grabbed his phone, ready to tell Joey to fuck off, but it wasn’t him. Text from an unknown number.
unknown: Hey Maddie. About earlier—no, I do not want you to set me up, but yes, I do want to meet someone. I’m tired of spending my nights with Ben and Jerry. And the magic rabbit. I need an actual human male. I miss being kissed and touched. I need to feel flesh, not silicone. I need an intense, hot, wild, passionate night of non-stop fucking. It’s been too long.
Holy hell! I don’t know who this is, but I think I just fell in love.
Leo: Hi. I’m not Maddie, but maybe I can help.
unknown: Oh my god! I’m so sorry!
Leo: Don’t be. I’m quite enjoying you.
unknown: My friend Maddie… she got a new phone number. I must have entered it wrong. Oh god. This is so embarrassing.
Leo: No need to be embarrassed. I promise. I’m Leo. Nice to meet you…?
unknown: Abby. Nice to meet you, too. I’m sorry to have bothered you.
Leo: You didn’t. Tell me more about this magic rabbit…
Abby: Oh my god.
p.s. — Just pretend the guy in the picture is holding a phone. And pretend it’s nighttime. And pretend he’s my man.
Hot guy: unknown *really* hot model