Birdy's POV
"Hey, Steve." I said, sitting down to dinner next to him. Tony quickly took the seat on my other side and I greeted him as well. I knew I'd soon have to choose between the two, but I was trying to put it off. I didn't want to lose one of them as a friend, and I didn't want to pick the wrong one, so I was taking my time deciding.
Dinner went great and Tony didn't even touch my thigh that often, which was the first thing that made me suspicious.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, once dinner was done.
"I'm fine." He answered, very distractedly, looking off behind me.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower." I told him, beginning to walk away.
"Want me to join you?" He called out.
I looked at him over my shoulder and said "Now, there's the Tony I know."
After getting out of the shower, I walked to the living room in my bathrobe, hoping to catch American Idol before it went off. However, when I walked into the living room, my jaw practically fell off.
"What are you doing?" I shouted at Steve and Tony, who had been making out on the ouch, Tony on top.
"We got sick of waiting for you to make your choice, so we chose each other." Tony said, looking at Steve with absolute adoration.
"Ok, eww." I yelled, running out of the living room to my room. I took out my cell phone and called Lunaire, who answered on the first ring.
"Steve…Tony…Living room…COUCH!" I said, my mind so shocked that I couldn't even form coherent sentences.
Lunaire, being the amazing friend she was, replied "I knew it."
"HOW?" I yelled.
"Simple: Straight men aren't THAT perfect." She replied.
"I need to sit down."
Mwahahahahaha, MwahaHAhahaha….So that's, you know, coming along.
Right, story! You…have just…been…EMMA'D….
For you slow people, that means this isn't actually the end of the story, this is my way at getting back at my sister for leaving me alone. Nothing good ever comes of that. *evil grin*