Tommy tried to get up for the fifth time that afternoon. He's been just lying in his bed for too long, but he just couldn't make himself get up. He didn't feel like he has a good reason to do so. He had no plans, for today or his life in general. So why should he even bother with getting up and showering? It's Friday, his only day off. Thank God for that, because especially today Tommy didn't want to go to work. He hates his job. Security guard in a mall. How lame and cliche is that? And all those teenagers, walking pass him and laughing, he can hear them talking how pathetic he is, how they would never want to have a job like that. Tommy doesn't want that job either, but what else is he going to do? He's a failure in life. He has no qualifications for a decent job. All he knows how to do is play the guitar. And there's so many bands these days, and none of them gets anywhere. One out of thousands of bands makes it, and it's a long way there. Plus, nobody would want Tommy in a band. He's not 'cool' or 'awesome' enough. And apparently he's too old. He's 28, but still, he's too old for joying a bad, at least that's what they told him. Or maybe people just dislike him. But he can't blame them.
He eventually made himself get up. He needed to go out and get some fresh air. Maybe go out and get laid. He never had a problem with getting laid. He is cute, especially when he puts some make up on, which only gets his somewhere in gay clubs, but he doesn't need anything else. He took a long shower, that gave him enough energy. He dressed in a simple black sleeveless shirt and ripped up jeans, and ate an apple. He always has fresh fruit in his place. His apartment is a huge mess, and his fridge is always empty (except for the beer), but he always has fresh fruit in the kitchen. Tommy likes to have an apple a day to keep the doctor away... A habit from his childhood. Besides Tommy has no health insurance.

It was really hot outside, there was no wind. The night was as hot as the day, but that didn't bother Tommy. He didn't plan on keeping his clothes on for long. Very soon they will be on someone's bedroom floor, or maybe even on the living room floor, that depends on how horny will they be. It won't happen in his living room though, he never brings guys home, for a lot of reasons. His place is a huge mess, too small, and in a really bad part of the town, too. Plus, he has this irrational fear that someone will rob him the second they walk in his place, even though there's not much to steal. Not that going to some random stranger's apartment is much safer, but he's more comfortable with keeping people out of his place.

Tommy did have a car, but it was so fucking ugly that he was too ashamed to drive it. He only used it when it was necessary, which, unfortunately, is every fucking day because he has to go to work and the mall just isn't close enough. If it was any closer, Tommy would be more than happy to walk there, but it's just too far away, so he has to embarrass himself in his old car. Otherwise he avoids using it unless it's really necessary. Luckily the club is pretty close. Besides, it would be too hot in the car, and LA nights are always beautiful, so it's not a problem to walk. It is a tiny problem to walk home though, especially after a couple (or more) drinks. He never actually spends the whole night at someone's place so he doesn't have time to sober up or anything, but he always makes sure to get back home before the sun comes out. That isn't always easy, sometimes he ends up in the other part of the town, but he always finds his way back home, he knows his way around. He's like superman or something. Fuck yeah.

It usually takes him seven minutes to get to the club, but this time he walked a bit slower, enjoying the night and the fresh air. Well, it wasn't really that fresh, cause it was hot as fuck, but hell it was a lot better than his smelly apartment or the thick air in the club, if there even is some air left in there. Not that he's staying there for a long time, just a couple of drinks and a few minutes before he finds some hot guy for a one night stand.

The club was dark, people drunk, desperate and horny as ever. Cheap laser lights that look nothing like they should, but it keeps the crowd happy, makes them think this is some kind of a fancy place. There's not much to describe, it was just like every other club where people go to get drunk, forget about their miserable lives and get laid.

Tommy pushed his way to the bar, a couple of people already trying to pull him into the crowd, their bodies moving along with the same old boring 'thumpa thumpa' music that Tommy disliked oh-so-much. And he hated dancing. He wasn't a bad dancer or anything, he just didn't like that type of music, neither did he appreciate a bunch of sweaty shirtless guys pushing their bodies against Tommy's, basically dry humping him. Okay, said like that it doesn't sound that bad, but some guys know to get violent and too pushy, and some are just ugly as fuck and stupid enough not to realize that not any amount of alcohol would make Tommy dance with someone that ugly. He isn't shallow, he just dislikes ugly people.

Tommy just sat there at the bar, and guys instantly started buying him drinks, but none of them were cute enough. Or Tommy wasn't drunk enough. Whatever. But he won't settle with just anyone when he can have almost any guy in the room...

You can say that Adam is leading a double life. But more precise would be to say that he's just good at covering his real life up. If you ask anyone from his school, he's the coolest guy ever. Great at sports, funny, good looking. All the boys wanna be like him, all the girls wanna be with him. Teachers love him too, not because he has good grades thought. Adam has good grades because teachers like him. Probably because they wouldn't even dare not to like him considering his dad's brother is the principal of the school and his parents are rich as fuck. And he makes his parents so proud. Great at school, has a lovely girlfriend, nice friends, and imagine this, he goes to sleep almost every night around 11 pm so he wouldn't be too tired in the morning for school. Such a wonderful child, right? And Adam is a great athlete too! He never failed to climb back to his room, through his window on the first floor, in his tight leather pants, at 3 am, drunk. Such a wonderful child.

In reality, Adam doesn't give a fuck bout school. He only studies to please his parents. He doesn't have real friends, he doesn't have anyone to talk to when he's feeling down, he couldn't, in the eyes of his 'friends' he's too cool to have any problems, so why ruin his image? He doesn't want anyone to think he's lame. He can't show any signs on weakness. And about that girlfriend... She's the most beautiful girl Adam has ever seen. Will he kiss her? Gladly. Will he make out with her on a party? Sure. Will he sleep with her? Yes. Not that he enjoys it that much, but it gave him a great reputation, since his girlfriend Alicia was always more that satisfied with Adam's performance. Sure, it would be a lot more fun for him if she had a surprise under that skirt, but what is he going to do?

Almost every other night, Adam would wait for his parents to go downstairs to watch TV. Then, he would put his party clothes on which his parents never see him wear, and he would put on his make up, which his parents never see him wear either. He has it all hidden very well. He would grab his phone and a couple of bucks (just in case he need a taxi or something) and go out through the window in his room. There are ladders his parents put there as a decoration, with ivy growing around them. After that, usually he would walk to his favorite club. Tonight was exception.