The door swings open in the same way the floorboards sink in under another step, and in that the same way the wind might puff the curtains inward to the living room. Chris never closes the window until nighttime; why the need until then? Days stay sunny where he lives. And in the way the curtains might blow, the same could be said as Chris smokes. A small, grey cloud from his mouth that wafts all the way to the ceiling.

Point is, anything is capable of happening with the proper amount of force.

Clink, beers gently crash together, meeting only moments before they're discarded into the mound of them that lie in the trash. Music? None, not necessary. This isn't a party; this is a date. Platonically, that is. You don't have dates with your friends? You might, but not in the way Chris does with his best friend. Days that fly by quick as birds seem to end like the slow trot of a sick horse, dragged on until the end. Cuddles. You aren't hanging out with Chris unless you're down for it, and it seems to me like you're always down for it.

"Yo, this has been fun as always, man." His voice is heard, low and maybe slurred but full of energy, from where his hair falls over your lap. Laying on his stomach, with his arms wound tight around a waist that isn't his, and a hand connected to someone else's arm in his hair. It's silent for a while, and I do mean a while, but then his mouth begins to move again. "You know what I think would be even better, though?" He chuckles, but what's funny? - maybe from alcohol, but maybe it's just from being near you. "We should play a game."

There's not even a moment wasted before he's sitting up, and his eyes meet yours. Competition. Right there, shining bright in those pupils it's virtually impossible to say no when he gets like this. "Gay. Chicken." Words spoken slow, as if testing your reaction at first. "Come on, it'll be fun!" He knows you won't agree easily. "I mean, last time I checked, we're both straight, no? Yes? Well, let's just play it. It's just us here anyway, it'll be fun." And there it is again, It'll be fun. Carding through the times Chris has said that, not a one of them have been 'fun'. But hey, it's Christopher! It'll be fun!