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The phone began ringing. Joe answered it and pressed the phone against his ear with his shoulder.
"Hello?" Joe said. He put a bag of ice and his knuckles. He flinched for second.
"Hello Mr. Perry" It was Steven "So are you going to show up at the studio tonight?"
"No" Joe said.
"Why not?"
"I can't play guitar! My hand hurts!"
"Aw boo hoo poor baby!"
"I ALMOST BROKE MY HAND BECAUSE OF YOU!" Joe yelled
"NOT LIKE WE'RE GOING TO BE PLAYING! WE'RE GOING TO WRITE LYRICS, THAT'S ALL!"
"WHATEVER!"
"But hey since you're not going to show up, I might as well call Rolling Stone magazine and ask them to interview me..."
Joe sighed angrily "Fine I'll go. What time?"
"Show up at 11, and don't be late!" Joe heard the line click. He took his hand off the ice to put to phone down. Then he grabbed the ice and walked out of the kitchen and entered the living room. He sat down on the couch and looked at Cyrinda, who was sitting across from him. He sighed and opened his mouth to say something to her, but Elyssa distracted
him with a question.
"Who was that?" Elyssa asked.
"What?" Joe looked at her.
"Who was on the phone?"
"Oh. It was Steven. He wants me to go to the recording studio again tonight."
Elyssa scoffed "Again? Why?"
"Write more lyrics. I can't be late, so I have to leave early."
Elyssa shook her head.
"Well, What happens if you're late?" Elyssa asked.
"He's going to lock me out of the studio."
"That's stupid, but whatever." Elyssa walked to the bedroom.
Joe sighed and grabbed the cigar that was nearby.
He felt Cyrinda staring at him.
"What?" He said as he lit his cigar.
She shook her head.
Elyssa walked back out of the bedroom and stopped.
"Man, is it just me or it's really tense and awkward in here?"
"It's just you" Joe and Cyrinda said at the same time...
10:50
Joe impatiently sat on the couch in the living room, waiting for Elyssa. She was going to take him to the studio, but it always took a while for her to get ready.
"Hurry up!" Joe said.
Cyrinda walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Elyssa asked.
"I have to go work... Remember?" She answered.
"Oh well can you take Joe to the studio?"
"Yeah sure!" She opened the door "Come on lets go."
Joe groaned as he got up from the couch.
Aw shit I don't want her to take me! Talk about uncomfortable!
He walked to the door and said bye to Elyssa before walking out.
He sat in the car, watching the buildings pass by. Then the car stopped.
"Do you need help?"
"With what?" Joe looked at Cyrinda "I'm not in a wheelchair or anything, I can do it myself!"
"Joe wait!" She called out as he stepped out of the car "Come back inside, I want to tell you something."
"What is it?" Joe sighed and got inside.
"I like you too. I'm sorry, I should've told you that earlier when you told me."
"That's all I wanted to hear" Joe smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Their lips touched for a moment until someone pounded on the roof of the car.
"HEY! HEY!" It was Steven, and he was yelling. Joe looked at Steven.
"I'm here and I'm early! What the fuck do you want?!" Joe growled.
"Is this make out session over? Can we go to the studio and write songs?"
"Who the hell says "make out session"?"
"I do, Now lets go!" Steven began walking to the entrance of the building.
"Bye babe. I'll see you later." He gave her another kiss.
"How are you going to get to the apartment?"
"I'll call a taxi. What time are you getting off work?"
"Probably around 2 or 3. Why?"
"Then I probably won't need to call a taxi cause that's when usually the studio kicks the band out."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you out here then okay? Now follow him, You don't want him to call!"
"Yeah I don't." He gave her one last kiss before getting out of the car...
In the studio, An hour later
Steven and Joe sat on the couch, with a blank sheet of notebook paper on Steven's lap.
"Do you have any ideas on what we should write about?" Steven asked Joe.
"Nope"
Steven sighed and rolled his eyes "Think of something!"
"I can't think of anything! I'm so damn tired!" Joe reached inside his pocket and pulled out a joint. He sparked the joint and took one long drag. He offered Steven his joint.
"Of course!" Steven ripped the joint off of Joe's hands. Steven pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniel's.
"Here, Take the rest. I drank like half of the bottle." Steven said before taking a drag "I am so high and drunk..."
Joe looked at Steven before chugging the rest half of the bottle....
"Steven..." Joe slurred "Why are you being such a dick?"
"What do you mean?"
"You like threatening to.." Joe burped ".. Tell the media about me taking advantage of you when.... You where the one who
started
the whole thing.."
"Oh yah..." Steven slurred ".. I'm doing that cause I love ya! I'm jealous of ya!"
"Why would you be jealous of me?"
"I've always liked you... Ever since we met"
"When was that?"
"I think...." Steven paused and looked at the ceiling ".... Uh.... What were we talking about?"
Joe shrugged and stood up "I have no idea... Can I go home?"
"WAIT!" Steven yelled "STOP!"
"WHAT?!"
"I dunno" Steven laughed and wrapped his arms around Joe "You're hot!"
"Me too"
"Me too?" Steven burst out laughing "You're funny... and hot!"
"Ha...Ha..." Joe took Steven's arms off him. He stumbled towards the door "I'm gonna... like go."
"Nooooo Joooee don't goooo" Steven whined
"I'll be back tomorrow!"
"Joe.... Joe... se ... Jose!" Steven snapped his fingers "I'M GONNA CALL YOU JOSE!"
"It's Joe, not Jose dumb ass"
"Excuse me for trying to be funny!"
"Look at what time it is! The people that own this thing are going to kick us out!"
"Wait! I have to tell you something!"
"Oh yeah? What?"
"I remember how I said I was like gonna tell everybody that you took advantage ofme?"
"Yeah" Joe frowned
"Look under the couch and take the pictures that are there. I was going to release those along with the interview but I now decided
I was going to give them to you ask an early birthday present..."
"My birthday isn't until like 5 months."
"I said early..."
"Oh" Joe stumbled towards the couch. He put his hand underneath the couch and pulled out at least 6 or 7 photos of Joe and Steven
having sex.
"Wow... Hey Steven... Thanks man!"
"Your..." He burped "... Welcome!"
Joe stumbled towards the door and opened it "Comeonletsgo"
"What?"
"Get out!"
"Gee there's no need to be harsh!" Steven walked out.
They walked to the entrance. They stood outside on the street.
"Where's your ride?" Joe asked.
"My buddy should be here any minute..."
A car pulled up. And then another car pulled up.
"That's my ride" They both said at the same time.
They looked at each and shared a good laugh before getting in their car.
Joe got in and said to Cyrinda "Look at what I got" he gave her the pictures.
"Was he going to use these?"
"Yep" He slurred.
"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe" He leaned back into his seat and closed his eyes.
She smiled and began driving...
"Hello?" Joe said. He put a bag of ice and his knuckles. He flinched for second.
"Hello Mr. Perry" It was Steven "So are you going to show up at the studio tonight?"
"No" Joe said.
"Why not?"
"I can't play guitar! My hand hurts!"
"Aw boo hoo poor baby!"
"I ALMOST BROKE MY HAND BECAUSE OF YOU!" Joe yelled
"NOT LIKE WE'RE GOING TO BE PLAYING! WE'RE GOING TO WRITE LYRICS, THAT'S ALL!"
"WHATEVER!"
"But hey since you're not going to show up, I might as well call Rolling Stone magazine and ask them to interview me..."
Joe sighed angrily "Fine I'll go. What time?"
"Show up at 11, and don't be late!" Joe heard the line click. He took his hand off the ice to put to phone down. Then he grabbed the ice and walked out of the kitchen and entered the living room. He sat down on the couch and looked at Cyrinda, who was sitting across from him. He sighed and opened his mouth to say something to her, but Elyssa distracted
him with a question.
"Who was that?" Elyssa asked.
"What?" Joe looked at her.
"Who was on the phone?"
"Oh. It was Steven. He wants me to go to the recording studio again tonight."
Elyssa scoffed "Again? Why?"
"Write more lyrics. I can't be late, so I have to leave early."
Elyssa shook her head.
"Well, What happens if you're late?" Elyssa asked.
"He's going to lock me out of the studio."
"That's stupid, but whatever." Elyssa walked to the bedroom.
Joe sighed and grabbed the cigar that was nearby.
He felt Cyrinda staring at him.
"What?" He said as he lit his cigar.
She shook her head.
Elyssa walked back out of the bedroom and stopped.
"Man, is it just me or it's really tense and awkward in here?"
"It's just you" Joe and Cyrinda said at the same time...
10:50
Joe impatiently sat on the couch in the living room, waiting for Elyssa. She was going to take him to the studio, but it always took a while for her to get ready.
"Hurry up!" Joe said.
Cyrinda walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Elyssa asked.
"I have to go work... Remember?" She answered.
"Oh well can you take Joe to the studio?"
"Yeah sure!" She opened the door "Come on lets go."
Joe groaned as he got up from the couch.
Aw shit I don't want her to take me! Talk about uncomfortable!
He walked to the door and said bye to Elyssa before walking out.
He sat in the car, watching the buildings pass by. Then the car stopped.
"Do you need help?"
"With what?" Joe looked at Cyrinda "I'm not in a wheelchair or anything, I can do it myself!"
"Joe wait!" She called out as he stepped out of the car "Come back inside, I want to tell you something."
"What is it?" Joe sighed and got inside.
"I like you too. I'm sorry, I should've told you that earlier when you told me."
"That's all I wanted to hear" Joe smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Their lips touched for a moment until someone pounded on the roof of the car.
"HEY! HEY!" It was Steven, and he was yelling. Joe looked at Steven.
"I'm here and I'm early! What the fuck do you want?!" Joe growled.
"Is this make out session over? Can we go to the studio and write songs?"
"Who the hell says "make out session"?"
"I do, Now lets go!" Steven began walking to the entrance of the building.
"Bye babe. I'll see you later." He gave her another kiss.
"How are you going to get to the apartment?"
"I'll call a taxi. What time are you getting off work?"
"Probably around 2 or 3. Why?"
"Then I probably won't need to call a taxi cause that's when usually the studio kicks the band out."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you out here then okay? Now follow him, You don't want him to call!"
"Yeah I don't." He gave her one last kiss before getting out of the car...
In the studio, An hour later
Steven and Joe sat on the couch, with a blank sheet of notebook paper on Steven's lap.
"Do you have any ideas on what we should write about?" Steven asked Joe.
"Nope"
Steven sighed and rolled his eyes "Think of something!"
"I can't think of anything! I'm so damn tired!" Joe reached inside his pocket and pulled out a joint. He sparked the joint and took one long drag. He offered Steven his joint.
"Of course!" Steven ripped the joint off of Joe's hands. Steven pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniel's.
"Here, Take the rest. I drank like half of the bottle." Steven said before taking a drag "I am so high and drunk..."
Joe looked at Steven before chugging the rest half of the bottle....
"Steven..." Joe slurred "Why are you being such a dick?"
"What do you mean?"
"You like threatening to.." Joe burped ".. Tell the media about me taking advantage of you when.... You where the one who
started
the whole thing.."
"Oh yah..." Steven slurred ".. I'm doing that cause I love ya! I'm jealous of ya!"
"Why would you be jealous of me?"
"I've always liked you... Ever since we met"
"When was that?"
"I think...." Steven paused and looked at the ceiling ".... Uh.... What were we talking about?"
Joe shrugged and stood up "I have no idea... Can I go home?"
"WAIT!" Steven yelled "STOP!"
"WHAT?!"
"I dunno" Steven laughed and wrapped his arms around Joe "You're hot!"
"Me too"
"Me too?" Steven burst out laughing "You're funny... and hot!"
"Ha...Ha..." Joe took Steven's arms off him. He stumbled towards the door "I'm gonna... like go."
"Nooooo Joooee don't goooo" Steven whined
"I'll be back tomorrow!"
"Joe.... Joe... se ... Jose!" Steven snapped his fingers "I'M GONNA CALL YOU JOSE!"
"It's Joe, not Jose dumb ass"
"Excuse me for trying to be funny!"
"Look at what time it is! The people that own this thing are going to kick us out!"
"Wait! I have to tell you something!"
"Oh yeah? What?"
"I remember how I said I was like gonna tell everybody that you took advantage ofme?"
"Yeah" Joe frowned
"Look under the couch and take the pictures that are there. I was going to release those along with the interview but I now decided
I was going to give them to you ask an early birthday present..."
"My birthday isn't until like 5 months."
"I said early..."
"Oh" Joe stumbled towards the couch. He put his hand underneath the couch and pulled out at least 6 or 7 photos of Joe and Steven
having sex.
"Wow... Hey Steven... Thanks man!"
"Your..." He burped "... Welcome!"
Joe stumbled towards the door and opened it "Comeonletsgo"
"What?"
"Get out!"
"Gee there's no need to be harsh!" Steven walked out.
They walked to the entrance. They stood outside on the street.
"Where's your ride?" Joe asked.
"My buddy should be here any minute..."
A car pulled up. And then another car pulled up.
"That's my ride" They both said at the same time.
They looked at each and shared a good laugh before getting in their car.
Joe got in and said to Cyrinda "Look at what I got" he gave her the pictures.
"Was he going to use these?"
"Yep" He slurred.
"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe" He leaned back into his seat and closed his eyes.
She smiled and began driving...
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