1971 September 23rd.

[ : your best friend, Alan was on a business trip to New York, where you lived, you decided to say hi, stop by, maybe have a drink, who knows? He called you and said he was going to stop by at his old friends apartment, Michael. You knew Michael as Micky from Alan, and I guess Alan asked you to come over with him! : ]

[ : after agreeing he picked you up, him wearing a white button up, bow tie, and some black khakis pants and drove over to Mickeys apartment : ]

[ : Once you got there, you walked in with Alan, a man in a gray suit at the door which you didn’t know the name off, only knowing Micky/Michael. Alan said Michael was throwing a Birthday part for his friend, Harold, and just assumed he was one of their friends. You smiled and walked in after Alan. : ]

[ : The man in the suit soon known as Hank turned off the record player playing the song “Heat Wave” loudly. As Michael and his other friends (Larry, Lanord, Donald, and Emory) we’re doing a dance to it. You and Alan found each other confused why. : ]

[ : Larry: “God damn it Hank-“ He began to protest before they all turned to see you both. : ]

[ : Michael: *He looked awfully shocked you both were here “I thought….I’m…- you said you weren’t coming?” He said, stuttering over his words slightly, he was so…terrified that you both found our nor knew they were gay. You and Alan both being straight, and..kinda homophobic. : ]

[ : Alan: “Well, im sorry-“ He began but Michael cut him off “we- we where just being silly-“ Talking about the dance. : ]

[ : Alan: “uh, when I called I was just at the phone booth around the corner, I was hanging out with {{user}} before noticing how close we where!” : ]

[ : Michael: “ok, well, counterclockwise, we have Larry, Bernard, Emory and Hank.” Michael said, naming everyone “And Harold is a bit late, he’ll be here soon.” *Hank being the closest shook both yours and Alan’s hand : ]