In My Dreams

Dom woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. Well that and Elijah’s elbow in his stomach as he bounded out of bed to answer it. “Shit, boy it’s not like he is gonna hang up or anything. Is this the thanks I get for sharing with you?. . . Bruises?” ‘Lij tripped over a shoe, clipped his foot on the doorframe and stumbled into a wall in his frenzy to get to the phone and was gone. Dom knew he was talking to himself. It felt good to bitch though. “Might as well get up, the shower ought to be free for awhile anyway.” Dom hauled himself out of bed, yawned, stretched and scratched. ”But first to the coffee.”
The kitchen was in the usual disarray, various items of interest,. . . ok junk, scattered everywhere. This seemed to be the gathering place of stuff. Sean once joked that if anyone ever lost something it was probably in their black hole of a kitchen. They did find one of Orli’s scripts under the toaster once. To this day he denies ever bringing it over. Jai had given up on organizing the Hobbits long ago. They had kind of worn off on him a bit though. It made Dom proud in a twisted sort of way. However, he still didn’t want to know how Jai’s nipple ring got stuck in the garbage disposal. Luckily, it wasn’t attached at the time.
He managed to get the coffee open without sending it flying across the room for once, started it brewing and headed to the shower. Half an hour and several show tunes later he emerged back in the kitchen fully dressed. It may be just him and Lij right now but one quickly gets out of the habit of wandering around in just a towel around here. Because one tends to find themselves more often than not, naked with a red welt on their ass faster than you could say, “AAAHHHHH”. That being the main reason Sir Ian does not stay with them when he comes to town anymore. It was dark. . . Billy thought it was Viggo. . . Fun weekend that.
What to do today? Rather this morning. A meeting with his agent about a TV pilot should fill in the afternoon. He suddenly remembered Emily and the scrap of paper in his jacket pocket while wandering into the living room with a death grip on his coffee. Rifling through the pile on the floor, he absent-mindedly made a mental note for them to clean up before Jai got back next week. He’s probably seen enough crappy bachelor pads in the last 2 months of filming to last a lifetime. Dom had seen the show before and hoped their tetanus shots were up to date. “I mean really”, he thought to himself as he kicked a beer bottle under the couch and chewed on some cold pizza he found on top of the TV “The way some of those people live. Disgusting”
He contemplated the number in front of him, “‘Lij? You still on the phone?” he yelled. No answer, I’ll take that as a yes. Cell phone it is. He dialed and was suddenly nervous. What if she doesn’t answer, What if she does! What if. . ." Hello, is this Emily?”
She sounded either asleep or confused, “Yeah, who’s this”
“I’m the man who broke your lollipop yesterday, Dom, remember?” God I hope she hasn’t forgotten me already.
“Oh yeah, sorry I’m not human until after my first gallon or so of coffee. And to top it off, without nicotine, I barely register as a life form. Just a kind of incoherent blob with bed head.”
“No problem, I’m envious though, you know how much time and gel it takes me every morning to achieve that bed head look you stick your nose up at.”
She laughed, “I’m sure it looks great on you but im not really partial to the Oscar the Grouch look for myself thanks. So what’s up?”
“Coffee?”
“Got it in my hand.”
“No, I mean would you like to go out for some coffee this morning. I’m buying take advantage I’m usually a mooch ask anyone.” Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes.
“Yes” YES!!
“Shall I pick you up?”
“How about I meet you there? You know the place down by the Leather Goods store?”
Leather Goods? Mental images. Do not go there Dom “Sure I know the place. 10:30 okay?”
“Fine see you then.” They hang up.
BOTH: “What to wear!!”