LAURA
"Wait, girls would kill to meet us?" Andrew said, suddenly realizing what Chrissy had said.
"Well, you're quite the sex god," Jonathan responded.
"Really?"
"No, you moron," Jonathan snapped.
Chrissy shook her head again and they had arrived at Spike's apartment. "Here we are, home sweet home!"
"You don't live here," Spike said suddenly.
Chrissy smiled and patted his cheek. "Of course I don't," she said sweetly, humoring him, and then walked into the apartment.
"I didn't invite you in!" Spike claimed.
Chrissy smiled innocently again. Spike gave her a glare and then the rest of the little gang followed her in.
"So this is the home of the undead," Andrew said, clearly impressed.
"Looks like an apartment with crap on the floor," Jonathan replied, kicking at a t-shirt on the floor. He pointed to some of the windows the apartment had. "Wouldn't you like burn when the sun came up?"
"Obviously not, half-pint," Spike replied condescendingly.
Jonathan entertained himself by putting his hand through the wall.
"What if you become corporeal suddenly?" Andrew asked.
Jonathan stared at him for a moment, and then quickly brought his hand back.
CAITLIN
"I am so a sex god." Andrew pouted.
"What?" Jonathan asked, confused.
"You said earlier, that I wasn't a sex god, but I so am."
"Aren't you a virgin?"
"No! I've had lots of sex with lots of women."
"Aren't you gay?"
"No!"
Jonathan raised his eyebrows a little.
"Well! A little! But not that much!" Andrew was a little embarrassed by Jonathan's newfound information. What Andrew didn't know was that Jonathan was thrilled to have found that he wasn't fully straight.
He smiled at his thoughts and Andrew said, "What're you smiling at?"
"Nothing!" Jonathan continued to smile. "I just always knew you were kind of gay."
"How could you have possibly have known? I didn't even know until, like, last week." Andrew said.
"When you close your eyes, do you dream of me?" Jonathan teased.
"What! No!" Andrew was shocked. "Ok, honestly? Sometimes, but only when I'm asleep. And who knows what dreams are about. That doesn't mean I love you or anything, I just-"
"What? It was lyrics you dork!" Jonathan was completely delighted by this little bit of news. 'Geez, I am so gay.' Jonathan thought to himself, then lay down on his pillow, but said, "shut up." Before Andrew could even ask why he wasn't falling through the pillow or the floor.
CHRISSY
"I guess we're going to sleep." Chrissy said looking at Jonathan and Andrew lying on Spike's bed.
"I'm tired." Said Andrew.
"Yeah the trip here from England sure was a long one." Jonathan added.
"What the bloody hell are you doing on my bed?" Spike shouted.
"Well we're trying to go to sleep, but with you yelling like that its kind of hard." Replied Andrew.
"Yeah" Jonathan added to Andrews defense.
"I want to sleep in Spike's bed!!" Chrissy said entering the conversation.
"No, no and no I don't want any of you to sleep in MY bed!" Spike grunted.
"Oh come on Spike!" Chrissy cried.
"Yeah come on Spike remember our moment on the motorcycle? It has to mean something to you." Andrew added.
"Oh now you two have moments!" Jonathan said sitting up in the bed.
"No that's not what I meant." Andrew said in his defense.
"GET OFF MY BLOODY BED!!"