#ethane3

Shane felt... better than ever. Well, that's what it seemed like after 24 hours of being miserable and kicking himself for being miserable. He shouldn't be this miserable. So what his friend was on a trip without him. It happens. Lots of things happen that are out of our control. He just wanted to have some control over his day. Like the power to give up control. That was why he was headed to Ethan's in a taxi, stroking the glass as he hummed and smiled to himself. Shane was also high. He'd been smoking weed for a while now in his room, to the point here he was completely wrecked. Where his face felt amazing and he knew the rest of him would, too.. he needed sex, though. Maybe need was a strong word but he was craving it. He couldn't get it from the person he really wanted it from, and he hadn't seen Ethan in a while. Ethan is always up for it, he'd told himself, licking his lips as he smiled dazedly. Hopping out of the cab, he paid the driver and headed up to Ethan's apartment, knocking hurriedly, his eyes a little bloodshot.