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if I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes

pancake preperation

((frank’s P.O.V.))
“dude I’m too hung over to deal with you right now” Rays sleep filled voice rattled into the phone
“well im sorry but this is more important than your life mistakes” I was well aware that was going to piss Ray off and I also knew I was lucky we were having this conversation over the phone rather than face to face
“fine … well start talking asshole! What do you want?”
“so you know Lydia?” I asked quickly
“the chick who drank twice as much as me back stage last night ?”
“yuh that’s her but I kinda-”
“OH MAN SHES A RIOT! Shes so awesome and-”
“yeah yeah yeah dude focus”
“HEY FRANK!” Lydia called from down stairs. I covered the mouth piece of the phone hoping ray couldn’t hear us any more
“YEAH?!” I called back
“WHERE DO YOU KEEP THE FRYING PANS?!”
“NEXT TO THE FRIDGE. WHY?!”
Lydia appeared in the door way and seductively walked in to the room. God why is she so sexy. She slowly sat down on my lap, wearing only my ex-girlfriends apron. My last girlfriend was a lot les well endowed than Lydia is so it bearly covered her naked body laying under. I longed to rip the fabric leaving her bare in her completely natural pure form for me to corrupt.
“well I thought I’d make you some thing nice to say thank you for taking care of me so well” she bit her lip smiled the laughed her sexy laugh quieter than usual it was almost a purr. It made me laugh softly my self.
“sexy and considerate that would be a first” a lustful pause, filled with kissing, quiet moans and small flesh on flesh contacts, later and Lydia had hoped off my lap
“any how thanks”
Total
Mood
Ruiner

((Lydia’s P.O.V.))
I hopped of franks lap and shot him a cheeky grin. He looked down and crossed his legs my eyes drifted down to his crotch. When I looked back at his face he was blushing but had a look of almost anticipation. I smirked
“have fun” I winked at him
“I was wrong” he started “you’re so inconsiderate” he made the same bottom lip face Penny’s little cousin makes when I say she can’t do my hair. I mimicked him and told him I would make it up to him and left the room with a cheeky wink.
The real reason I was making pancakes was not only that I wanted to see the bands reaction to the British variation but also that I think best when I’m cooking and I cook best when its pancakes. And I had to think about what I was going to say and ask to penny. My mind drifted back to the short conversation we had over the phone
*flash back*
“um actually that’s kinda perfect”
~back to reality~
What did she mean by that? The pancake batter had to sit for a while so I started making two cups of coffee. I didn’t even notice I was singing.
((frank’s P.O.V.))
You know what I don’t feel bad about sleeping with Lydia its not like im about to drop her like an old cleanex
“hello? Frank? You there?” ray’s voice rattled into the room through the hand set
“hm? Oh sorry man” I picked the house phone off the ground
“so you fucked her then?” I was taken aback by rays brutal honesty
“psht no”
“‘sexy and conciderate’” ray mocked my voice. Shit he did hear us.
“really dude just cause’ im short doesn’t mean I have the voice of an infant pixie” now he was pissing me off “but yes if you must know we hooked up, but I really like her. I liked her from the first moment I talked to her” I smiled at the memory of last nights ‘events’
“alright man all I can do is trust you on this and wish the both of you the best, by the way me and gee are gunna be coming over later instead coz gees car is in for ripairs and I offered to give him a lift and im not going anywhere near you before I sleep of this mother fucker of a hang over off so catch you later bro”
“yeah sure and thanks man”
“no sweat” I hung up the phone and walked down stairs
I think the sexiest thing about Lydia is I can easily get physical dominance over her due to her being slightly shorter than me. And believe me when I say that’s not an easy thing to find. I was about to enter the kitchen when I heard Lydia singing.
Hold your breath
and take my heart
try to breathe
and count the stars
everybody’s staring at us
the see fake smiles
we see real scars



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