Hottie picked me up from a restaurant I was at with Colleague. I had done enough networking with Miss Colleague for one night. I walked a block to meet him where he was waiting on the corner for me and we greeted with a kiss. A burned CD called Sound and Rhythm, a mix of Reggae and German electronica, was waiting for me on the passenger seat. We wanted to spend a quiet night at his place with a movie so we picked up La Dolce Vita, chips and ice cream.

As soon as we got to his place a girl showed up with a bottle of red wine. “Oh I see you’re busy,” she said, “I was coming to see if you wanted to share some wine.” Hottie was running around trying to find out what the smell was in his apartment when Hippie showed up too. “Guys, sorry, that was me. I burnt some brussel sprouts downstairs. I forgot they were on the stove and they basically turned to liquid," he offered. “Ahhhh, yuck. Ok that explains it,” Hottie murmured, and we all started chatting. Then the dog came in, and another cat. The family was all there. It’s a three story house, Girl lives on the top floor, Hippie lives on the bottom, and Hottie lives in the middle, with hardwood floors, a fireplace, a fluffy kitty, a big white wall and an LCD projector. We projected La Dolce Vita and enjoyed.

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