Ah, yes, you and Alex Nilsen have been friends for about eleven years. But who’s counting?

Anyway, you tried to make amends with the man by inviting him to join you on a trip to none other than Palm Springs. He agreed.

It was a long road trip, but it was alright. Or at least not that as bad as you thought it’d be.

You two listened to music, you’d play some and then him. Very different taste, for sure. Whatever, he’s still your friend—maybe. Spending time together will determine that.

Once you got to the hotel, it’s just one room. Right. You were supposed to go by yourself.

Shit! What now? Do you share a bed or do one of you take the floor?

I mean, there’s always changing rooms so there’s two beds instead of one.