I guess we're all a little drunk because somehow we were all hysterical laughing over the name of a street sign the whole cab ride back. We walk into our apartment still chuckling, literally over a street sign, but I'm glad the mood is super light now.
We all settle in and I grab a few beers to keep the alcohol flowing. Everyone just grabs one, not even thinking about how much alcohol we've already had, that's why I only pretend to sip mine, I want to start to sober up, even though I'm not as bad as either of them.
Joey excitedly stops the pointless laughing and conversation and says to Dominick, "Let me get a script!"
"Yes, please do!" Dominick expresses.
Joey rushes into his room, his door swinging behind him so we can't see him in his room. I look over the island at Dominick, so ready to start getting it on with him, he's so hot. I stare at the collar of his shirt, debating how easy it will be to get his cashmere sweater off.
Dominick turns back to me, I smile at him, pretending to sip my beer so he will keep drinking and he does.
"You know something…" he says to me and I'm so happy he's talking to me on his own.
"What?" I ask keenly.
"I've always wanted to try acting too. Always thought I could be an Oscar winner," his drunken confidence is a bit humorous, but I make sure not to laugh and nod enthusiastically instead.
"I bet you would be great!"
"You think so?" his beer coded breath shouts at me.
"Completely, no doubt in my mind!" I amp up.
"Oh my god, I totally could! I have to go for it; I have to at least try. That's it, tomorrow I'm finding an audition," he says like he's never been more sure of anything in his life.
"You better Dominick! I'm buying tickets to all your premieres!"
"Really, thanks!" he says excitedly and then pauses like he's forgotten everything. He sits there perplexed, then looks up at me and says, "What's your name again?"
"Chandler," I articulate.
He overly nods his head.
"Right, right, of course," he says and then turns back around to stare at Joey's door. He takes another gulp of beer.
"Hey, what do you think is taking Joey so long?" he asks while wiping beer that spilled from his mouth.
"Uh, I don't know I can go check," I say and walk to Joey's bedroom.
I push the slightly ajar door and find Joey passed out on his bed. I smile because this is beyond perfect for my plan. I was expecting him to pass out eventually, he's not great when he's plastered and this has probably been too much excitement for him, free drinks along with having a super fan gush over him all night. I turn back to Dominick who's now distracted with something on our wall.
"Psst," I call to him and he snaps back to me. "It doesn't look good."
Dominick hurries over and looks into Joey's room, seeing what happened.
"Oh man! Now I'll never hear Dr. Drake Ramoray in person!" Dominick whines.
"Hey now, don't give up. Maybe he'll wake up in an hour. I have a great idea. Why don't we run lines? I run with lines with Joey all the time, so I bet it would be great practice for your future acting career!"
"Oh my god, you would do that? Let's do it!"
"I'll get a script, why don't you sit on the couch?"
Dominick heads to the couch and I look at Joey's stash of scripts that he was originally coming to get. I scurry through them to find any with a kiss or love scene. I finally find something and rush back out. I hand Dominick his copy, he takes it eagerly. He looks at the script.
"Don't worry, I'm always the girl for Joey," I explain since there's only two characters.
We start reading and he is so drunkingly into it, it's great. Finally we are coming up to the kiss scene.
"I've only ever wanted you," Dominick reads and then sees that the script now reads: (he passionately kisses her). He pauses reading this note and I don't have to time to see if he'll go through with it, so instead of waiting for him, I lean in and press my lips to his. He freezes when I let his lips go, I think it was a mix of the surprise and a bit of not knowing what just happened, thanks to his intoxication. I let the script drop out of my hands and lean in again. I kiss him slower this time, lingering with each kiss and running my hand over his neck. After this kiss, he looks like he wants to say something, but he either decides against it or maybe he forgets it. He leans in and kisses me back.
We head to my bedroom. I let out a silent yes! while shaking my fist before closing my bedroom door and joining him in my bed.
The next morning I wake up next to Dominick's pretty face. I smile, full of joy from last night and that fact that my plan actually worked, that I bedded someone as hot as Dominick. I run the back of my hand against his cheek gently. His eyes open slowly.
"Hey," I smile at him.
He takes a large breath in and looks at me uneasily.
"Oh right," he says which stings.
"Morning to you too," I say in a slightly offended tone.
He sighs, literally sighs at me.
"You want breakfast?" I keep pretending he's not being an ass right now. He gives me a sad look then.
"Look…Chandler right?"
I nod, really pissed he's about to blow me off right now.
"I only came back with you cause you told me there might be a chance with Joey and then last night I was really really drunk," he burns me with the second really.
God, he's being horrible right now and I should just let him leave, I shouldn't see a guy like him, but I love the idea of being with someone so hot. I mean sex is great whenever I can get it, but with someone like Dominick it was hot on a different level. Because I was always so turned on by him being so attractive, not just the physical doings of sex that could get anyone going eventually. And he also happened to be really good in bed as well.
"Alright look last night we missed our chance, but if you ever want to you know just hang out with 'Drake Ramoray' maybe we can still get something going," I whisper impishly.
He looks like he's considering it.
"Come on, just hang around, go out with us another night, come over again — we can always give it a try and no harm done" I convince him.
"Alright," he agrees.
We both get up and head out to the kitchen to grab some food. In about ten minutes Joey stumbles out of his room, still in his clothes from the night before. He's rubbing his forehead with a pained expression.
"I think I drank too much last night."
He walks over and sees Dominick and me. He gives a look of remembrance and then says, "Oh, we never got to do the scene!"
He's actually bummed.
"That's okay, I was thinking maybe we could hang out again sometime. Chandler and I were talking about next Friday," Dominick tells him of our plan.
"Oh okay, that sounds good," Joey says.
"Well, I think I'm gonna get going. I have a dog I need to get out," Dominick informs us in a disappointed voice, like he doesn't want to leave now that Joey is here.
"And find an audition," I suddenly reference at him. Dominick gives me a strange look until he remembers why I would say that. He suddenly gives a forced smile and his cheeks blush with embarrassment.
"You're an actor too?" Joey inquires cheerfully.
"Uh no, it was… a joke," he says and grabs his coat then.
"I really got to go, but I really hope to see you again," he speaks directly to Joey.
He walks over to Joey and hugs him. Joey wasn't expecting this, but puts one arm around him and gives him a pat on the back. Dominick lets him go and walks out giving me nothing more than a nod.
"He's cool," Joey comments to me.
"You just like him because he's a fan."
"So?" Joey shrugs and goes to fridge to find something for his head.
He grabs a frozen bag of peas and holds it against his head.
"Well, when we decide on what we want to do Friday I'll give Dominick a call."
"Who?" Joey says dumbfounded.
I put my hand over my eyes.
"Yeah, you know technically I got his number, not you."
I asked for it this morning after we agreed to get together again.
"Oh, that's his name?" Joey ignores me.
I shake my head.
"Whatever, I still won," Joey finally responds to what I said.
Really, I won. The whole point of the game was to get me laid and boy did I, but the less Joey knows the better.