I don't own SON or anything else related. Just the storyline of this fic.

The night was a newly fresh December 8th. I glanced out of the window, taking in what was in front of me; a snowy, almost ghost town-ish, Central Philadelphia. Center City, if you want to get technical. The building across the street from my comfortable new apartment at the Gifton Lofts, flashed colors of the Christmas season. Specifically red and green. City Hall was decorated in the same tone. There was even a giant Christmas tree in the center of the historic building.
"And in a few hours or so, we will see more snow coming through the region as another cold front moves in from Canada, so expect blizzard-like conditions in the afternoon..." The weatherman made his predicted 5-day forecast on the flat screen television that illuminated my living room. I sat in a large, black leather manager's chair, hair rolled into a sloppy bun, and wearing my over sized sweater from UCLA to keep me warm as I listened on. More snow was expected to fall within the next 15 hours. Super. The Macbook that sat in front of me was now in sleep mode. I didn't move for over twenty minutes now. I'm not used to this cold weather. Words such as blizzard, snow, and Winter, were not in vocabulary. I never grew up with a 'White Christmas'. If it ever snowed back in LA, I think Armageddon would soon be around the corner. I was in Philadelphia for...for...I wish I could say right now. Things were getting so bad at home, I had to leave. Just packed up some of my things and left. I don't know if running away was the best idea, but that's all I can do. I guess I was getting afraid. Of what? I do not know.

A Yahoo Messenger alert suddenly made a funky rhythm sound, and woke up my sleeping computer. I received a new message. It was from Kyla, a childhood friend.

KWoodPecker: Finally! You're on! How are you feeling? :0)

I met Kyla Woods back in Elementary School. She carpooled with my brothers and I when her folks were out and about doing work. Her parents were real estate agents, up and already working at the crack of dawn. Sometimes, she spent more time over my house than her own. She had no siblings, no nearby family to visit. Just her friends from up the street. Call it fate, but we became super duper BFF's after that. We both went to King High, meanwhile just a few short years later, we enrolled at UCLA together. We even became roommates. Her major was in theater, mine was in film. Kind of went well together when the time was right. She needed someone to film her act out excerpts from Shakespeare plays, and I needed someone to film. You get the picture.

Scarlin68: I don't know Ky. I don't know if I can answer that right now.
KWoodPecker: It's alright Spence. The mother in me is worried about you. That's all. How's the apartment?
Scarlin68: It's coming along great! Can't say that about the weather tho. It's cold, snowy, and gloomy. :( What's with the SN?
KWoodPecker: Well it is December...Tends to snow over there a lot... And what's SN?
Scarlin68: Smart ass, and it's Screen Name...
KWoodPecker: Oh...haha. Should have known. Well, me and Lewis were messing around, talking about old Saturday morning cartoons. Woody was my favorite.
Scarlin68: No pun intended?
KWoodPecker: Huh? What pun?

I laughed out loud. She wasn't always the sharpest crayon in the box. It nearly took her ten minutes to figure out the joke, as well as respond.

KWoodPecker: OH! I get it now!
KWoodPecker: Ewwwww ure so nasty :P
Scarlin68: Took you long enough. And really, your screen name DOES say wood pecker so the joke still stands.
KWoodPecker: STFU! LOL. I'm not gonna change it.
Scarlin68: Who says I want you to? It's your name unfortunately.
KWoodPecker: Shhh. How was the exhibit?
Scarlin68: It was alright. Chelsea has some interesting work. Especially the Native-American headstone with an arrow through the man's head.

I sipped more of my marshmallow hot chocolate. The warm liquid soothed me instantly.

KWoodPecker: Sounds like Chelsea alright...Weird, yet controversial.
Scarlin68: You're telling me. At least I have some nice shots. I'll send you some clips 2morro.
KWoodPecker: Sweet :) Still don't know why you're out there tho...
Scarlin68: Because I wanted to get away...I needed this.
KWoodPecker: You'll be back at home soon, don't doubt that for a minute. I thought you would still be out around this time? Considering the snow and all...

I glanced at the clock on the wall that was a few feet from me. It was already after 2AM, and I was wide awake due to the time zone that was far ahead from the one I'm used to back home.

Scarlin68: The weather is bringing me down. Supposed to snow heavily within the next few hours. Don't know when it will end.
KWoodPecker: Wow. Hope you're feeling warm!
Scarlin68: I am now. I have hot chocolate to keep me company. Plus the wind blowing outside is calming me for some reason...
KWoodPecker: Sounds oh so boring. Say...You're not doing anything really?
Scarlin68: Not really. I finished unpacking some more of my clothes. Plus I finally installed the television to the wall. Nope, nothing at all. Why?
KWoodPecker: Awesome! I feel like browsing through the chat rooms and have a little fun!
Scarlin68: *sigh* You're not doing the perverted chat room thing again are you? =/
KWoodPecker: No, I wasn't thinking about that. But since you put it that way...
Scarln68: OMG...

Kyla immediately logged off. I made a low grunting sound, shook my head, and did the same. Back in our college days, Kyla and I used to roam around the adult chat rooms in Yahoo, looking for a 'good time'. And I mean, 'let's nab a sucker into video chat and watch him do freaky things' good time. She loved it more than I did. We watched all kinds of guys, all shapes and colors, doing different things. Some just sat and chat, while others put on a little show for us, some even taking it too far and beyond our control. I sipped the last of my hot chocolate and logged into a different account, the ones we used in the chat rooms. I received a message from Kyla instantly.

AmazonGoddess69:Come on Grandma! Time's a wastin!
SpreadEagleX: Hold your damn horses!
AmazonGoddess69: :P Do you wanna choose the room or shall I?
SpreadEagleX: Oh by all means, you choose my Queen!
AmazonGoddess69: Fuck you, LOL! Alrighty lemme pick...

Kyla took 5 long minutes to make her decision. She was conflicted between two rooms that caught her eye, one dedicated to BDSM, and another to Sexy Milfs. She finally went with the Milf room. And the games began. Kyla went in full throttle, spamming the main chat room with sexy messages. "Lonely milfs looking for some fun. Group video chat only!" I've seen that sentence about 30 times within the past 2 minutes. And that is just an estimate. My hot chocolate was finally finished, followed by the rest of the Bourbon I kept under my desk. If I wanted to go through this, Bourbon was definitely the answer. I felt more at ease as Kyla sorted through the tons of private messages she received.

AmazonGoddess69: OMFG! They won't stop. Gotta choose randomly :S

I laughed. There had to be over 50 people in this room. Some were talking to each other, while a small few spammed with virus filled websites. A typical night just like any other I guess. Nothing's changed since the last time I've been in this part of the forest. Kyla finally invited me into another private chat. We were then accompanied by someone named 'KingKongLong'. I snorted.

KingKongLong: Good evening ladies. How are you on this fine night? :)
AmazonGoddess69: Evening. We're doing fine. Right Monica?
SpreadEagleX: Right Amber. Evening...mind if I call you King?
KingKongLong: Sure, King is fine ma'am :D

Kyla sent me a private message of 'LOL' followed by 'Alright, time to break this man down, ready when you are Monica, hehe.' I could hear Oprah talking about convicted felons turned good in the background of my atmosphere. I'll say it was kind of distracting, but it was a good distraction to say the least. Kyla went on ahead and started talking. I followed with occasional LOL's and some naughty innuendo. But Kyla was the star of the show, she always was. I was just the Andy Richter to her Conan O'Brien. Out of nowhere, I received another private message. A message from someone that completely caught me off guard.

BrownieMuncher23: I take it that you either like it standing up, or just have a fetish for strip searches. Which one is it?
SpreadEagleX: Huh?
BrownieMuncher23: Your name...Spread Eagle?
SpreadEagleX: Oh. Well...both. I guess.
BrownieMuncher23: I apologize. I shouldn't have been so...so...
SpreadEagleX: Up front about it?
BrownieMuncher23: Yeah. You can say that, lol. But I am sorry.
SpreadEagleX: It's alright. I've had worse first impressions.
BrownieMuncher23: Whew. That was a close one.

I took a short break and glanced back at the other window I had open. King Kong was now shown through his camera, his smile as bright as the sunshine out his window. His olive colored skin glowed as well, his brown eyes bounced as he spoke in his thick French accent. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" He asked. Kyla agreed, stating that it would be the highlight of her night. I didn't know what was going on at this point, so I encouraged on as well. He then smiled and stood up from his seat.

BrownieMuncher23: So where are you from?

King Kong stood in his boxer briefs, rubbing his bulge slowly. My mouth flew open. Kyla didn't just...

AmazonGoddess69: He sure is big =D
SpreadEagleX: WTF! What did I miss?
AmazonGoddess69: Huh? You weren't paying attention?
SpreadEagleX: No! Someone else IM'd me.
AmazonGoddess69: OMG Who? :D
SpreadEagleX: Dunno yet.

I noticed a flashing red light next to her name. That meant that she was live on a camera also.

SpreadEagleX: Wait. You have your cam on too?
AmazonGoddess69: Well...Yeah. I accidentally turned it on while readying my mic. :s
SpreadEagleX: Hilarious. I knew you were always clumsy, but this takes the cake. Why didn't you turn it back off?
AmazonGoddess69: Because that would be rude! Besides, he's kinda cute.

BrownieMuncher23: Hey, you there?

SpreadEagleX: I think I'm gonna skip the pay per view action for a bit. Want to talk to my other 'friend' some more. That alright?
AmazonGoddess69: Sure, I'll tell King that you went to the store or something. Not that he would care at this point...

I watched on as King was fully naked and eyes closed, stroking and jerking his penis with long, hard strokes. I guess calling him King Kong was pretty accurate.

BrownieMuncher23: Oh don't tell me you fell asleep or something?
SpreadEagleX: Sorry. Something caught my attention.
BrownieMuncher23: Nice. Like what?
SpreadEagleX: Uh...porn.
BrownieMuncher23: Intriguing. I like you already :)
SpreadEagleX: I'm flattered.
BrownieMuncher23: Well you should be. So...as I asked while you were 'away', where you from?
SpreadEagleX: Hm. I was born and raised out in LA, then moved to Philadelphia a few days ago.
BrownieMuncher23: Is that so? What section?
SpreadEagleX: Center City. What about you? Where are you from?
BrownieMuncher23: Funny you asked that. I don't live too far away. I live on the waterfront near Penn's Landings.
SpreadEagleX: Small world.
BrownieMuncher23: Indeed :) I take it that you're loathing the weather right now?

King Kong was on the brink of no return. His body jerked as he embraced his climax, spilling his seed all over his desk and keyboard. I blinked for a few seconds before continuing to talk to my local, but mysterious neighbor.

SpreadEagleX: I am kinda. But what can I do?
BrownieMuncher23: For one, you can learn to like it. Winter isn't that bad once you get used to it.
SpreadEagleX: Tell that to my nerves.
BrownieMuncher23: Ha. We have a comedian in the house folks.
SpreadEagleX: Very funny.
BrownieMuncher23: Yes you are. I would love to keep on chatting, unfortunately the government wants me to slave for them tomorrow. Have to get as much sleep as I can.
SpreadEagleX: Really? What do you do?
BrownieMuncher23: I'm one of the bartenders at Club Shampoo. Fun place they have here. You should stop by sometime. You can have a drink on me :)
SpreadEagleX: Why thank you. I may just do that. What's your name?
BrownieMuncher23: You're not gonna find out just yet. I'll tell you tomorrow.
SpreadEagleX: Where's the fun in that? =( But alright, I'll be waiting tomorrow.
BrownieMuncher23: Alright, tomorrow it is. See you then :)
SpreadEagleX: 'Bye :)

I closed out of the chat and turned my focus back to the sexual circus that just took place. King Kong seemed to have left the chat.

SpreadEagleX: Kyla? What happened?
AmazonGoddess69: Eh that bastard left. Never said goodbye. Just busted a nut then logged off.
SpreadEagleX: ROFL!
AmazonGoddess69: NOT FUNNY SPENCE! :(
SpreadEagleX: I'm sorry, it's just...LMFAO!
AmazonGoddess69: SHUT UP! I'm going to bed. Your mom and I are going Christmas shopping tomorrow.
SpreadEagleX: Anything for me? :D
AmazonGoddess69: After tonight? Hell no!
SpreadEagleX: Awww, I'll be sure to send you a big bag of barbecue bricks.
AmazonGoddess69: Great. We'll need it for the BBQ :) Have any plans tomorrow?
SpreadEagleX:Not really, but I'm meeting someone at a club tomorrow.
AmazonGoddess69: Cool. Wait, the guy you just met?
SpreadEagleX: Yep. He's a bartender :)
AmazonGoddess69: Well +1 cool points for you. I'm going to bed. You're in a public place, but make sure you have backup just in case. Love ya!
SpreadEagleX: I know what to do John Walsh. Love you too. TTYL!