Anna sat still on her living room sofa; it had been the first moments of a reprieve since coming home last night. Her mind, though, was a different story. All morning she was over every inch of her apartment looking for that business card from the record executive she had met the night before. It was still a bit of a fog, but as Anna sat again, she could recall moments coming back to her. As she recalled her steps to where that business card could have ended up, you'd have to understand the situation she was in.
A boyhood friend of hers had let her know he was coming to town his name was Jake. He and the rest of the crew from Van Owen Street, where they all grew up, were scheduled to meet up for dinner. This would include Anna's brother Brian, her roommate Tim and two other male friends, Daniel and Bronson. Anna would be the only girl in the group to which would be okay with all of the fellas, but at some point in each of their coming of age, Anna had fulfilled in some manner a fantasy they had developed. Each of them had designs on reigniting that as they had all planned to meet up. Anna had thought twice about the event but rationalized that it had been eight years since they all had spent time together and she was sure things had changed.
Anna racked her brain some more as she sat on the sofa. The morning light from the now quickly passing day was pouring through her apartments partially drawn blinds. At that moment Tim walked out of their bathroom butt ass naked and sat next to her on the sofa and turned on the television. Without a word, Anna, who barely even noticed as they had been a longtime couple, but now each deciding to be single for nearly two years they stayed roommates to save money. The walking around naked thing had come back with the change from winter to spring getting everyone a little rambunctious. That may be the case, but for Anna, she felt like it was the dead of Winter, and her mind was still set on finding that business card. Then again she wasn't that wholly dressed either wearing a tank top without a bra and a pair expiring gym shorts. They found themselves forming quite the scene sitting next to each other as Tim watched a basketball game on TV. She dare not ask Tim where she put the business card seeing the green-eyed monster erupt in him as she took the card from the well-dressed man that met her at the bar.
The entire Van Owen street crew had shown up and ventured out to dinner and drinks finalized by a few drunken rounds of karaoke. Anna's dream was always to be a singer, yet with doubting parents and some bad choices on her own the vision she had for herself never really took off. As they were out that night, everyone reminisced about their time living on Van Owen Street together and how these memorable moments had shaped their lives. At one point she caught Jake looking at her with desire. Who could blame him, Anna, maybe gained a few pounds over the years but was wearing a black low cut top exposing a great deal of cleavage and a pair of high waisted light washed denim jeans that hugged her full curves rather well. Throughout the night, she caught lingering glances from each of the now men, which she ignored, knowing the flirtatious gazes she would send in return. She then began playing each guy against the other till taking the stage and belting out Madonna's song "Secret" which got the attention of the well-dressed man at the bar.
Not recalling his name at the moment on her sofa she saw glimpses of him as he walked up to her at the bar getting another round and introduced himself and directly handed her his card claiming her karaoke performance had moved him and he would like her to audition.
Anna was beside herself with a naked Tim still sitting next to her. So she asked him if he knew where she put that execs business card? Tim replied, "Oh, I took it out of your purse and threw it away, he was just some creep trying to get in your pants." Anna was appalled, yet it had been gestures just like this throughout her life by people around her that had kept her here stuck in a situation of convincing. She wondered if this was a good thing or a bad thing as she continued watching the game with her naked roommate.
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