Chris was in his bathroom, on the phone with a girl. He just finished taking a shower, in his boxers. He was picking at his face, trying to pop a pimple.

“Yeah, yeah I can..do that for you. Are you going to..uh..shit I forgot what I was going to say.”

Chris chuckled softly, scratching his head. He put on some jeans and a shirt, opening a drawer. He looked at his porn movies he had, and the condoms, thinking about the girl. He grabbed the condoms, looking at them.