Karaoke Night

"So... its like 4 am, we should probably be going... What do you want me to do with him?" I'm passed out on the floor, snuggled into a towel that got dropped at some point, literally sleeping in my own semen and sweat and juices, with the biggest smile you've ever seen on my unconscious form. You all share a chuckle, and move me to the futon, covering it and me in more towels. You and Avi exchange contact information, promising to get in touch with each other, soon. As they leave and you lock the door, you look again at my sleeping form on the futon, think back over our evening, and as the fatigue hits you, you realize...

You're really happy I made the bed.