We Are Adults

Cursing through his veins the speed made its way to my brain. An explosion of pleasure flooded through my nerves. "Wow this speed dating idea of yours was awesome," I texted to Frank, my friend. I had found dating so boring before, but shooting up on speed during the course of it had made it far more bearable. Frank's suggestions always bore fruit. I then exited the bathroom and went back to his table in the restaurant. She was sitting here and proposed a toast, to my awesomeness. I agreed with this proposal and offered one of my own. My proposal was we make this brief, skip dessert and head to the bedroom. Everything after this is a blur but I awoke in a bedroom, coated in a beads of sweat. The pillows were soft against the back of my head. The soft silk sheets flowed off me as I sat up. "Wow she must be rich," I thought to myself as I headed to the bathroom. There was marble and tiles everywhere. Little tables stood dotted around the place holding some exquisite piece of sculpturing or some priceless artifact from an archaeology dig. I scrambled down to the kitchen and found a note and a meal beside it. I read the note as a crunched down on my rashers and sausages. It said that she had to nip out but I was welcome to make myself at home. What a lovely proposal I thought. So I did just that. I messed up the place so bad, just like I would my own home. I then brought everyone over for a party and we trashed the place good. The bedroom was turned into a game room and the flat screen TV there was connected to a myriad of gaming consoles; from xboxes to wiis. The soft silk sheets somehow found their way onto the front lawn during the course of the party. How I don't know. Needless to say when she got back she was furious. She began to shout but before she could finish that thought the smoke alarm went off and thick plumes of smoke billowed out of the kitchen. The whole house burnt down. Oops.