I must have dreamt it. My mouth was dry and I needed a cold glass of water. So I went upstairs to the kitchen. Once upstairs, I heard the screams agai...… they were coming from upstairs where my mom was supposedly sleeping. The screams and moans were more consistent now. Instantly I thought someone was fucking my mom! My penis became slightly erect. I didn't care anymore. I knew it was Ryan. A part of me wanted to see the action. I tiptoed upstairs in the dark. My mom’s door was closed. The moans. She lunged toward her panties and landed on the bed as they dodged her quickly."April be quiet, my head is pounding and I'm trying to sleep," said her hungover roommate."Fine", she stated as she went back to the dresser. Not knowing her entire dresser was affected she opened her drawer and chose a red lace bra and red silk panties instead. She put them on and nothing seemed amiss. She grabbed some skinny jeans and a black tee-shirt with a skull on it. She put them on and continued getting ready. She took my hand again and tugged me forwards as we approached my room, and the impatience was catching, creating an electricity. The door shut behind us, I had left my music playing earlier, and for some reason Viva la Vida came on at that moment.I asked her what she wanted, but she just shook her head, and moved close to me, her eyes downcast. Did she even speak English?I reached out, and cupped her cheek, easing her head up to look into her eyes. She looked at me, then her eyes slid away,. " That's not bad," Ken said as he shoved the ticket stubs deep in his wallet."Ready to go now?" Linda asked as she got up and grabbed her tray. "If we hurry we should be in time for the movie I want to get into." It must be a good movie if you want to see it this much," Ken said as he got up and grabbed his own tray."You'll see," Linda said excitedly as she walked to the trash with a bounce in her steps."This movie sucks," Ken hissed as he turned to look at Linda's shadowy figure. "Why the hell.