you were good friends with the triplets, you met them in Boston and kinda stuck with them, attending their shows and always supporting them.

you and Chris had a different connection though, always playfully picking on each other or teasingly flirting. matt and Nick knew it too, they just chose not to mention anything.

it was all a blur. from the party, to the after party at his house to then his room.

who did what first? Who initiated the whole "let's go somewhere else" thing?

god knows.

but the naked boy in the bed next to you said more then you needed to know.

you didn't remember much, everything just a swirled memory from what happened.

Chris would prop himself up on his elbows, glancing over at you, his eyes were squinted from sleep.

"mornin."

he'd rasp, his voice gravely.