The First Try
Matt and Mello walked into their room. It was dark, so they turned on the lamp. A soft glow lit the room. They stood near the door, neither wishing to be the first to enter.
'So,' Mello began, 'do you think we should move the beds... together?'
'Or we could just take the mattresses off and put them on the floor.' Matt said.
'Less noise that way.' Mello nodded his head.
'Well, it really doesn't matter how much noise we make. It's all sound proof.' Mello looked at him weird. Matt explained, 'I always kept everyone up when I was gaming all night.'
Mello was intrigued. Either that, or he really didn't like all the tension in the air. 'Oh, really? Why couldn't they just take away your games?'
'Well, they tried, a couple of times. But it didn't work.' They were both disappointed when they realized they had already reached the point where you can't talk about something anymore. It had been a nice distraction.
'So, are we going to do the mattresses?' Mello asked.
'Ya, why not?'
Now that the decision was made, they had no further excuse to just stand there. But they stood there anyway. Neither made a move, or a sound, for a good ten minutes. Mello regretted talking Matt into this.
Finally, they went to work, each pulling off their own mattress. They put them side-by-side and piled the blankets on top. When Matt started arranging the blankets to waste time, Mello helped. But, even the professional procrastinator, Mello, couldn't find anything more that could be done.
Matt and Mello stood in front of their mattress bed, waiting for the other to do something. Eventually, Mello spoke up.
'So, what do you think we should do first?'
Matt thought for a whole minute. 'Well, maybe we should... kiss first? That's what I do with girls.'
So, for the first time that night, they looked at each other. Each bent forward a little, and then, there it was. They were kissing! Of course, it only lasted for a half of a second, then they recoiled from each other, as if the person sitting in front of them was holding a knife.
Mello stood up. 'Well, I think that's enough for one night. Maybe we'll be drunk next time.'