The next morning Brian woke up in a bed. His first thought was, 'I'm in a bed and I'm awake.' He didn't find this realization at all remarkable so he turned to Curt and said, "Good morning."
Curt, who was still asleep, didn't answer. Brian nudged Curt a few times, until he sat up and said, "Uhng, what?"
"It's time to wake up," said Brian, cheerily.
Curt pushed Brian onto the floor and went back to sleep. Brian stood up, dusted himself off and went over to the mirror to fix his hair. As he was combing his fabulous hair he heard a knock at the door. He had planned to ignore the knock but soon found that that would be impossible, as it was rather incessant. He went over, opened the door and said, "What do you want."
"Oh! Mr. Slade, I was wondering if I could get your autograph? My name's Arthur Stuart…I'm a huge fan. I adore you. Honestly."
Brian got a good look at the awkward young man standing in his doorway; he was rather sweaty and looked horrible in makeup. Unfortunately, he was wearing plenty of makeup, especially eye shadow. His shirt was too tight, not in a good way and it was covered with tiny buttons. Brian sighed petulantly, saying, "And how, may I ask, did you get past security?"
"I dunno," was the reply.
"I see."
"Brian, who's out there?" asked Curt, walking over to the door.
"Oh my God!" said Arthur, "You have Curt Wild in there as well?"
"Yes," Brian said, shortly. "Umm…I have to go and get something, I'll be right back. Curt, why don't you give Arthur your autograph in the mean time." Brian quickly left and went to the elevator. He rode up and down on the elevator, hoping the hideous teenager would be gone by the time he got back.
When Brian got back to the apartment he was immensely surprised to find Arthur and Curt kissing in the hallway. "Brian!" Curt said, guiltily.
Of course, Brian wasn't jealous at all. He started laughing hysterically for quite a while. After a few minute of the laughter Curt said to Arthur, "Maybe you should go. I have to calm him down a little."
"Ok," said Arthur and went off to resume his boring life.
Curt turned to Brian, "Come inside, I'll get you some water."
Brian tried to answer but found that he was laughing to hard.
After a few sips of water Brian finally managed to say, "Why on earth would you touch that sweaty, sweaty person? I mean, for Christ's sake, it's not as if you're really desperate!"
"I don't know, it was sort of a spur of the moment thing."
Brian said, through tears of laughter, "I don't know if I'll ever be able to kiss you again, what with the taste of him in your mouth."
"Jesus, will you stop laughing for one goddamn second, Brian?" Curt was becoming annoyed.
"Sorry," said Brian, trying not to laugh and failing spectacularly.
"Oh for fuck's sake, I'm gonna go get a sandwich," Curt said, leaving the room.