3. sloth

"Damn it!" Matt cursed as he stubbed his toe on some unknown item that was hidden under a pile of paper and clothes. He knew he shouldn't have trusted that the pile would be soft because it looked soft. He should have known that from past experances. So many people seemed good, but turned out to not be. The only person who was who they seemed like was Kari.

"Kari..." Matt said the name out loud. Yes, she was deffinatly what she seemed. She seemed like an angel, so pure and sweet. And she was, in a way. In Matt's eyes anyway. Why he was thinking of her suddenly, he didn't know.

"No! Bad Matt. No!" Matt scolded himself and weaved through the junk. He could not get close to her. Even though he wanted to, and the talk he'd had almost convinsed him. But he couldn't. Kari was Tk's, everyone knew this. And not to mention, when Matt died in a month, he didn't want to hurt her. No, he couldn't love her, and she couldn't love him.

Matt made his way to the couch, which was covered in junk as well. He shoved everything off and plopped down on it. He really should clean, but no. It was a nice day, no sense in cleaning when the sun was shining, right? Just as he got comfortable, the phone rang. Grumbling, he hopped over the back of the couch and leaped for the phone, answering just before the answering machien took over.

"Matt?" A soft voice spoke.

"Kari?" Matt blinked.

A small giggle was heard and she spoke again, "So, you reconize my voice? Well, anyway, I was wondering if I could come over. No ones home, and Yolie won't answer the phone."

"Yeah, it's fine with me. But why me?"

"Because," Her voice was quieter. "you listen to me."

Matt smiled. It wasn't often he got a compliment on something that didn't concern looks. "Well, it's easy to listen to you."

"Thanks. I'll be over soon."

"Oh, Kari!" Matt said looking at his watch. "I have band practise, but you can come over and wait here if you want. Or you could wait till I get back."

"I'll wait until your practise is done."

"Ok. It shouldn't last to long."

"Ok. Good bye Matt," Kari said.

"Bye, Kari," Matt replied and hung up. "Sweet gentle Kari..."

Matt sighed, and weaved through the junk to his room. After a lot of searching, he found his keys. He didn't need to search for his guitar, because he knew exactly where it was. He grabbed it on his way out, and closed the door behind him. He didn't lock it, he never did. He headed to his car and band practise.

--An Hour Later--

"Dude, Matt. What's wrong. You're lazy today," The drummer, Conner said.

"I don't know," Matt replied, although he knew perfectly well what was happening. The Seven Deadly Sins were taking over. Sloth, that was first.

"Well, you'd better shape up. We have a huge gig at the end of this month," Josh, the bass, said.

"Yeah, I know," Matt said. To bad I won't be around for it, he found himself thinking. "Hey, this is a random thought, but what would you do if you knew the exact date and time of your death?"

"Odd question, but I'll answer it for fun. I'd probable confess my love to a bunch of random girls who were stalking me, and get some. I'd die a happy man!" Conner laughed.

"I'd do everything I've ever wanted to do," Josh said. Josh was the most sensible one of the group.

"Hmm, interesting. I don't know what I'd do," Matt said.

"How could you not? You brought up the question," Conner demanded.

"I said it was a random thought. I didn't think it through, but when I find out what I'd do, I'll tell you. Well, I'd better go. I've got someone waiting on me..." Matt wished he hadn't said the last part. It was greeted with wolf whistles. "Not that kind of waiting!"

"Sure Matt, sure," Conner smirked.

"It's Tai's little sister! Not that kind of waiting," Matt sighed.

"Oh," Was his bands reply. Even they knew the punishment for that.

Matt let out a yawn. "Well, I'd better go. Later."

As he walked out, he heard someone whisper, "How can he be tired? He didn't do anything!"