"1,400,497… 1,400,498… 1,400,499… 1,400,500…Perfect, exactly 25,000 short."
"Short!?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Where is the rest of it!?"
"In my pocket."
"Why is it in there?"
"I'm going to spend it tomorrow"
"On who, your mommy?"
"No… on… myself."
"You, spending money… I never would have believed it…"
"Shut up and go to sleep…"
(Click) The light on the right side of the bed was turned off.
"Goodnight… asshole"
An hour later, the man on the right side of the bed was breathing deeply and slightly snoring… a sure sign he was truly asleep. The man on the left however wasn't so fortunate.
Laying on his stomach, his well toned bare chest against the cold sheets, boxers slightly wrinkled, the man let out a quiet sigh. Playing with the cold metal on the ring on his left index finger, he was deep in thought…
Why do I love him so much? The man thought to himself. Heh, well the sex IS great… AND he makes one hell of a seme, so I cant really complain there… He's nice… er scratch that, he's only nice sometimes…He's a miser, he swears almost as much as I do, he's a slave-driver, he's got serious anger issues… he's… he's… (sigh) ALL RIGHT I'LL ADMIT IT!! He's perfect… He is my 'Mr. Tall… Dark… and Handsome…He's my…
"GAH! WHAT THE HELL!!"