The Groups

Right before I was about to purpose to Dante to sleep over, Jeremy of all people came stumbling down the stairs. It was a bit of a surprise seeing him, (and weird since I haven't seen him since me and my Ex first broke up) he had his hair cut short and looked like he had been drinking too many beers in the last couple of months. He gave me a wicked grin as he eyed Dante and I, his eyebrows giving away his thoughts. He knew what we were up too.

"Sorry, guys! Was I interrupting?"

"Nah, it's fine. How've you been?"

"No, no, I don't want to disturb you guys," he turned to go up the stairs and that when I notice that someone was behind him. Weird.

Couldn't have been Hancock, since he'd have stormed down here and joined us. Maybe Jeremy brought a friend?

"So these are your friends, eh?" Dante stats pulling me closer to him.

"Well, this is like, Group #2," I answer him, "You still have yet to meet Group 1, the top group of them all!"

I had a system with my groups. I only really developed it when I started bringing new boys around. Dante and I had a on going joke, where if he failed with one group, he couldn't move onto the next one. It was our little game. Yet, it wasn't like he had anything to worry about since he'd just charm them with his good looks and outgoing personality.

He passed with flying colours with Group #4, my gay friends. The standings went like this:

Group 4 were my gay friends, they were newly acquired to my life but had quickly become an important group of people. They were easy to get along with and had some pretty good  opinions on males. So ideally, they were the first group to pass.

Group 3 was Jacob, his girlfriend Mags and Jacobs three other brothers, along with their friends. There were a pretty big group, but they were fun. They were group number three since I'd known them for the four years I dated my Ex, becoming decently close with and the people whom we took trips with. Many nights I spent playing video games in their lair, or camping trips and drunken shenanigans. So if any one could get along with such a assorted group of people, that was a pass.

Group #2 consisted of Hancock (and a few of our mutual friends) but the person to impress was Hancock himself. If Hancock didn't like you, then you were going to have a hard time making it to the final group. Hancock was my best friend, whose opinion I'd always take into consideration and who was always looking out for my best interest. And so far, he liked Dante.

Group #1 was the 'Couples" group. They'd be the ones I'd bring a boyfriend too. That group consisted of Jillian and Desmond, and Jeremy and The Snot. But from recent complications, if Dante made it to group 1, he'd only have to impress Jillian and Desmond since The Snot was no longer apart of my life (haven't chosen my Ex over me isn't being a very honest friend). And seeing Jeremy tonight, alone, could only conclude that there might be trouble in their sad bubble of a life.

So Dante hitting group #2 and passing, it was only a matter of time before he got to meet the final group.

At the moment, as I watched him talk about his schooling, all what was on my mind was to bang him. Tonight.