I want to touch his skin. It looks so soft.

We're chilling on this huge couch. Sitting pretty close to each other.

- man, i love this show. - he says while not even taking his eyes off the TV screen.

- oh definitely, I grew up with it.

We're watching the sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S

It's getting hot around here.

- i'll be right back - i say and get up.

- everything okay?

- yeah i'll just turn the heat down a bit.

- good idea, i think I'm sweating and not even noticing it, haha.

You're not making this easier for me by saying things like that, Hashirama...

- it should get better soon - i say and get back to my place.

- say uh, you got some beer?

Now that might make it easier..

- sure, i'll get you some.

- no no, not if I'm the only one drinking.

- yeah right, as if i'd let you enjoy yourself that much.

We both chuckle.

- there you go.

- thanks.

I'm quietly keeping an eye on the clock. Did he notice what time it even is? I'd be glad if he did though.

- shhhhh! this is my favorite moment! - and he me. I haven't even said a word.

~ Phoebe: if you don't know why I'm mad at you, then I can't help you.

~ Ross: well, I don't know!

~ Phoebe: well, then I can't help you.

And he burst into laughter.

- oh man I didn't even know you liked this show.

- well, It is pretty great.

- huh? - he volumes down the TV. - i think we have it too loud, hah. What did you say?

- nothing, just that it's one great sitcom.

- oh yeah, definitely.

He turns the volume up again, and grabs himself another can.

So do I..

After about 1-2 episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S I see the whole pack of beer is gone, and we both lay on our backs with our feet on the couch lookin' like two piglets who just got fed.

Is it beer, or am I too attracted to him right now..

I'm not even looking at him because I know if I do, he'll be suspicious.

But maybe that's the thing, maybe he won't be.

Maybe this is something we both want?

Wh-wait, wait... am i not the one who broke up with a guy who wanted this too fast? And by "too fast" I mean like two weeks.

I've known the guy for two days, and I find myself being so hasty.

Maybe- maybe it's because.. he wasn't the right one..? Could this be it?

Ah, I don't know what to think anym-

- what the hell?

he says out loud in the dark. The lights just went off.

- ah, crap. It must be the rain. - he says again.

- i have this uh.. where is it..

It's way too dark.

I get up and try to go to the piano without tripping.

- I have this electronic lamp for my musical notes, let me just turn that on.

Although we all know who's the turned on one right now...

- there.

- much better, haha.

He stands up, definitely dizzy. He starts tripping a bit.

- you got more alcohol?

You bet I do.

But do I give you any?

Because if I do, then I too will have a shot, no questions.

But if that happens, will I be able to restrain myself from all these thoughts and desire to-

- did you hear me?

- y-yeah I d-

- then let's just take some more!

- I d-did hear you - i whisper to myself.

- well? What you got?

I of course didn't put out all the alcohol I had, but pretty much enough for us to end up on the couch feeling like we just smoked some pure grass.

- you know, - he starts talking - I haven't felt this good in a long time now.

I smile.

- me neither.

- it's like, - he looks up to the ceiling - it's like I'm hanging out with an old ooold friend of mine whom I haven't seen in ages and caught up in a bar, haha.

He doesn't even know what he's saying i'm sure.. half of it will be out of his mind by tomorrow.

- gotta tell ya, - i say - i feel the same way just now.

- you do? - he looks at me - nah, you probably don't, heh. - he chuckles.

- no no, really, i do.

- you sure?

- why do you go so deep into that all of a sudden? - i ask with confusion.

- well, maybe because I-uh.. uhm..

He can't even talk properly...

- ah never mind.

- there, you're doing it again! - i say loud.

- huh? What do you mean? - he says louder.

- tha-that thing where you-uh..

I feel the alcohol kicking in all right.

- where you get me all interested and then just go like "aaaaah neverminddd"

- oh, ahahhaha! - he starts laughing.

- you're not getting away with it this time, so speak up!

- .... what w- what were we even talking about

he suddenly asks.

To be honest, i think i just forgot what we were really talking about.

- ah yeah, righ right. Where you don't feel the same way.

- what?

- what? - he asks me back with an exact same tone.

- what do you mean?

- ah who knows man im drunk drunk, I don't even know what I'm doing here this late.

- you don't really expect me to let you go outside where it rains like crazy and the streets are darker than Ross' tan right?

He immediately bursts into laughter.

I knew it'd be a good joke, hah.

- I mean i could've gone earlier.

- why though, it feels really good hanging out with you, honest..

- meh.. i guess i am one hell of a buddy huh? -

and again, he laughs.

I'm burning inside.

The heat is off but this alcohol is really boiling me right here right now.

- you look like you're a dying old man, Madara.

- it's just the alcohol, pf.

- yeah i can tell, same here.

It's so quiet all of a sudden.

None of us is saying anything.

It feels so uncomfortable in my stomach. I feel like i'm about to throw up.

I get up and head to the bathroom.

- what's going on?

- i don't wanna throw up on this couch, i really think I might.

And i hiccup.

- you won't fall down on your way there, will ya? - he chuckles.

- well i hope not.

I go to the bathroom and get to the toilet with my head hanging over it.

- Come on now, just come our already - i say to myself.

I think it's coming.

Yep.

After about 2 minutes, i'm all empty of the alcohol i just drank.

- gross, gross.. - i say.

I brush my teeth and go back to the living room.

I'm still dizzy though. I feel much better, but this dizziness won't go away.

As soon as i get to the couch, I see Hashirama struggling to remove his shirt.