Author's Intro/ Disclaimer: Same as always. Characters aren't mine. Long live Jonathan Larson!
Keep waiting, it'll be worth it!
Mini-Benny behaved himself. I mean basically we all just sat around the TV with him for three hours trying to find something child-appropriate and yet still interesting. It's not possible. Collins and I made dinner while Joanne tried to get Mike (that's the kid's name) to play hide and go seek. That was rather unsuccessful as well. Benny picked the kid up around 9 and the Joanne, Collins, and I went for a night on the town, most of which I don't remember so therefore I'm not going to bother telling you about. Nothing too eventful happened. Joanne got hit on by three guys, all of whom were quite excited to find out that Collins wasn't her boyfriend, but then quite disappointed to find out she was lesbian. That was really the most exciting thing. It was fun just to hang out, all three of us, having fun. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Joanne and I secretly decided that our goal for this month is to teach Collins how to Tango. He has no idea yet, so that should be rather amusing. We didn't get home until three in the morning. Collins kissed me goodnight and then went into his room and Joanne went into hers, but then about 10 minutes later Collins was crawling into bed behind me, his arm over my chest and his free hand stroking my hair, just like that day after we fought.
"What is Joanne going to say when she sees us like this in the morning?"
"I don't care," he whispered back. "I just want to hold you. Go to sleep." We fell asleep that way. It's amusing because technically that's considered "sleeping together" but not in the way that everyone else thinks of it. Oh well. Collins and I dare to be different.
~ Mark