A loud bang. This was all they heard.

Both Greg and Julian looked confused down to Nick, who was now sitting on the floor, under what looked like the collapsed remains of the chair he was just sitting on.

Greg reached out a hand to help Nick get up. "What just happened?"

"I... I don't know!" Nick stood up and looked down to the chair.

"Are you alright?"

He nodded. "I can't believe this. I'm jinxed or something!"

"Nah, I don't think you're..." Greg noticed the screws lying next to the remains of the chair and instantly looked over to Julian, who was trying not to laugh real hard.

"I'm gonna go punch a wall and get a new chair..." Nick said unnerved and left.

"Did you do this?" Greg asked Julian straightforward.

He shook his head, trying to conceal the evil grin on his face. "I really wish I did."

"What did you need a screwdriver for, then?"

"Well, actually, funny coincidence. I felt that some screws on my chair were loose, so I retightened them. Maybe we should check all the other chairs, too? Someone might pull a prank on the whole lab!"

Greg gazed after Julian when he left the lab. He didn't know what to believe. His guts told him Julian did this, but if it was him, he was a pretty good liar.

The day Greg was dreading so much arrived. He would've loved to ask Julian why he claimed Nick told him that he had the night off, but he didn't know how. It would've sounded like he didn't want to meet up with him – which wouldn't be far from the truth – but he didn't want to hurt Julian's feelings. He just hoped Julian wanted to spend some time with a friend – not with a potential lover. At least he was able to talk Julian out of picking him up at home. He agreed on meeting him at the movies.

"Hey!" Julian waved to Greg. "I already bought the tickets, I don't want to spoil the surprise, after all!"

Greg had an unease smile on his face. "Sure, a surprise..." He took his wallet out of his pocket. "How much?"

"Don't worry, it's on me," Julian said while ordering and paying the popcorn and drinks.

"No, I want to pay."

"I asked you out so I pay for it," he said with a smile on his face.

"You, uh... Julian... This isn't a date... You do know that, right?"

He laughed bashful. "Of course not! It's a friends night out! And it's my treat."

Greg resisted to roll his eyes. "Well then... Thank you..."

They walked into the screening room while Julian kept talking about stuff Greg had absolutely no interest in.

For the next one and a half hour Greg had to sit through a rather bad horror movie. Every time Julian got frightened by it, he grabbed Greg's arm. The one time Greg put his arm out of Julian's reach, he grabbed his knee, so he decided to put the arm back to where Julian could grab it, since he thought it was better if he'd just grab the arm.

After the movie, they walked towards their cars.

"When he ran out of the closet, I almost screamed!" Julian laughed. He enjoyed the movie much more than Greg did.

"Yeah, it was a good movie..." Greg replied. He didn't like the movie but didn't feel like Julian needed to know that.

They stopped in front of Julian's car.

"Well, thanks again for paying... See you tomorrow." Greg wanted to walk away to his car, but Julian stopped him.

"Hey, how about we get a drink?"

Greg turned around after concealing the annoyed look on his face. "...Now?"

"Yeah." Julian smiled. "Or do you need to be somewhere right now?"

"...No, but..." He sighed, hating himself for not finding an excuse.

"Great! I know just the place!"

"I don't know about that, Julian... The last time we had drinks..."

"No," he interrupted Greg, "It won't be like that, I promise."

Not knowing how to tell him he just wanted to go home and be alone, Greg agreed to have a drink with Julian. He tried to have fun. He tried to remember what he thought about Julian the last time they had drinks, well, before he started to kiss his neck, anyways. He thought Julian was fun to hang out with. That's what he wanted to do now. Remember this and have fun. And he did. They both actually lost track of time and spent hours together in that bar.

Greg finally realized how late it was. "Wow, it's 2a.m. already? We should get going."

"Oh come on, one more last drink."

"I already had enough," he said smiling.

"So?" A waitress put two drinks on the table. "Besides, I already ordered when you were in the restroom." Julian laughed.

"Alright, one last drink."

Julian hailed a cab outside the bar. He was sober, he didn't have any alcoholic drinks, but didn't want Greg to know.

Greg, on the other hand, was way more drunk than he intended to. He didn't even want to drink enough to get tipsy, but he didn't know that Julian had ordered him harder drinks than he actually wanted. Also, Julian claimed to have ordered 'one last drink' more than once, but Greg was already drunk and didn't really notice.

As soon as they got into the cab, Greg fell asleep, and the cab drove towards Julian's home.