In this chapter, its going to be mid-winter in ocean shores, and I know that it rarely gets cold where they live, but for the fic, it's gonna be cold.

Fucking Hell

Otto shivered as he closed the main room window that led onto a small 3 foot by 2 foot porch that dangled above the busy streets of downtown Ocean Shores. Can't get sick, it may be the last time.

Otto turned as he heard the floorboards creak as his roommate, Sean, walked into the living, still half-asleep. "Hey."

"Hey." Otto walked into the kitchen to make some coffee. "Take your AZT." Otto tossed Sean the medicine that's kept him alive for months now, since he is battling HIV.

Sean nodded, popping two pills and picking up an old camera lying on the side table. It used to be Twister's, but he had given it to Otto. "Wanna go out today?" Sean asked, playing with the zoom funtion.

"Zoom in on my empty wallet" Otto handed Sean a cup of coffee. "Don't play with that."

Sean placed the camera back on the table, shrugging. Otto ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way down the hallway toward the bathroom to shower and get dressed, bundling himself up in a long, black coat. It wasn't very thick, since he couldn't afford a nice winter coat.

He sighed, heading for the door.

"Hang on." Sean cut off Otto's response with a C-chord he played on his guitar. "I wrote a new song, wanna hear?"

Otto sighed and plopped down on the couch, motioning for Sean to play.

I said I truly loved you

I said I really cared

I said I'd never hurt you

But the pain I willingly shared

I thought I loved another

I may even love him, too

But I am absolutely sure

She can never compare to you

I love everything about you

The way your eyes control me

Your soft, red hair flowing down you

And the way you helped me to see

I love how there is no one like you

Always say what you feel

And I'd do anything for you

But for now, this virus is all we can feel

Otto grinned and shook his head. "Gee, I wonder who that was about…"

"Oh, shut up. You like it?"

"Yeah." Otto was about to get up when he felt a hand on his arm.

Otto turned around to see Sean, tears filling his eyes, looking like a kicked puppy. "I really am sorry."

"I know."

Otto walked to the door and opened it, about to step out, when Sean's voice rang out one more time.

"Hey!"

"What?" Otto turned once more.

"Take your AZT." Sean through the bottle, and Otto caught it and popped two pills.