Una-Hobbit

The heavy guitar case Scott carried over his back was shifted for the tenth time as he walked from the bus stop to his shared apartment. Band practice had gone down the absolute shitter and he only had himself to blame. He had hoped it would be a welcome distraction from things he just hadn't been trying to really think about lately, but it hadn't worked and his notes had come out all wrong and wonky. Everyone got pissed off and gave up until they finally just called it a night. He had tried to apologize, but it was hard to really do that when even he wasn't sure what was going on with himself yet. So, he had given up and just left. Now, Sco

Wallace: HEY SCOTT I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT SEX WITH TWO MEN IS JUST NOT ENOUGH Scott: PLEASE WALLACE NO MORE PEOPLE IN OUR DOUBLE-BED OKAY IT'S GETTING KINDA CROWDED Wallace: SCOTT I NEED THE BED ITS FOR SEX Scott: NO WALLACE, IT'S FOR SLEEPING YOU /SLEEP/ IN BEDS. OKAY? Wallace: NOT IN MY BED IN MY BED YOU SLEEP OR YOU SEX USUALLY ITS SEX Scott:  WELL NOT FOR ME MAYBE FOR YOU AND JIMMY AND THE OTHER SCOTT Wallace: AND ALMOST EVERY OTHER GUY WHO WALKS IN THERE THAT ISN'T YOU LISTEN SCOTT, SEX FOR GAYS IS LIKE VIDEO GAMES FOR NEIL IT MUST BE DONE NO MATTER HOW MANY PEOPLE IT TAKES TWO MEN IS NOT ENOUGH Scott:&