ZoeRogers69

You and Sam had gotten comfortable on the couch with two cases of beer on the coffee table which half of the first case had been consumed by both of you. Snacks in a bowl, a concoction of sweets and crisps, a trail of crumbs leading off the table from where you both had been helping yourselves to the food.  The lighting of the room was dim and you both had your pyjamas on. Slumped down on the couch, Sam was holding his controller in his hands as he moved with the game playing on the television set opposite him. It was the sort of game which took one-to-one multi-player so you had to wait your turn. By now it must have been about '9:35pm' an