power outage {explicit}

the power had gone out by the time i woke up, meaning my only form of communication was my cell phone.  but as it was the middle of the afternoon, i was not sure if people were still at work.  so i decided to text a few friends… 

after texted about 5 people i set the phone back down and returned to laying down in bed in my pjs and looking up at the ceiling in the dark apt.  only a few moments had gone by when i get a text back…

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"hey there, i’ve been thinking about you today.  how ya been."
"good, just sitting here in the dark.  wanna come hang out?"
"of course!"
"i’ll come get you, hope you don’t mind i’ll be in my pjs…"
"hee hee, pj party it is.  see you in a few"
—

i grabbed my coat, slipped on my clogs and left to go get her.  it occured to me that she could have asked me to come over to her place, where i’m sure the power is still on, but she’d rather come over here.  maybe she likes power outages as much as i do.

i jump in my car and travel the 1/2mile across the busy avenue to pick her up.  i park outside her house and just as i’m getting out of the car, she comes running out the door and throws her arms around my neck, squeezing me tight, then makes to kiss me, but swerves last second and kisses my cheek.  her own cheeks turn scarlet as i let her into the car then walk around to my side.

we cross back over the ave and arrive back at the apt and head up to my place.

inside, the lights still being out, i have several candles places around the apt in an attempt to make it somewhat navigable.

"wow, this is a nice place."
"yeah, i like it." she ran down the hall, "beware though, my room is a mess!" i called after her.
"ah ha!  of course!"
"of course what?"

"you have a big bed… good boy" she says as i walk up to her and she scratches me behind the ear playfully.  i set the candle down that i’m carrying on the desk across from the bed.  i turn back to the bed and she is staring at me, standing on her knees.  i walk over and we embrace, our lips entwining.

 wow, this story sucks… that and i have to get back to work. 🙁

maybe i’ll finish it later, that or i’ll delete it.

– noah