where: @ his apartment

The first time PJ and Beau slept together in New York, it was, you could say, premeditated. They had chosen the least friendly activity for two people that already had slept together and still liked each other: going out for drinks. It only took them two tequilas to end up at Beau's apartment. But this time, their second time, was not premeditated at all. PJ can't stop thinking about how the fuck she ended up here on Beau's floor staring at the ceiling, panting, sweaty and naked while she hears him around the kitchen.

She really was trying to be friends with him, even suggested the most innocent activity she could think of, going out for a run. Which they did and it was great and fun and maybe a little competitive? But when Beau offered her to come up for some water, maybe fruit the friendliness run out the window and they were stumbling out the elevator already tugging at each other's clothes.

"So much for friends huh?" She joked as she felt him coming back, an arm thrown over her eyes but her eye roll was almost audible but finally put her arm back down, turning her head towards his direction. PJ didn't even try to cover herself, never one to be ashamed of her body, Beau could kick her out of the apartment while she was butt naked and she'd do it with her head high. She also knew he would never.

They sat at the kitchen table eating the pizza they had gotten. Alex had teased Beau about being too fancy for commoners’ pizza, but to his surprise Beau seemed to have a weakness for it. He wiped his hands on a napkin and took a sip of the soft drink he had treated himself to for rare occasions only. “So,” he began, looking at his friend. “How are things in Beau’s land? Hangover not too bad after the party at JBs?” @beau-mccallum​

He had no idea how he had gotten home, but it’d happened. Thomas woke up in his own bed after sleeping for about 12 hours. He was starving, needed a shower, and definitely needed to clear his head and think about what had happened the night before, as well as deal with the burning sensation in his veins and the shakiness of his body. After eating some leftover pizza and taking a quick shower, he grabbed a notepad and wrote down everything he remembered about his encounter with Beau. He had to start his research soon, while those details were still fresh in his mind. But he also had to check with his dealer if he would be able to get his fix later that day.

Thomas looked around his room, searched everywhere, but he just couldn’t find his phone. He couldn’t have lost it. He was always careful with it! Sitting by his computer, he quickly managed to track the device, though. It was in the same abandoned church he had been to the night before. He let out a groan, knowing that Beau probably kept it just to piss him off, or maybe to get information from him. Well, too bad he wouldn’t be able to achieve the later. Using one of his roommates’ phone, he called his own number and waiter, pacing around the room nervously.