[thinking]
This is it. You're finally going to have sex with Jamie Palamino. Oh God, look at that face. Look at that body. Why are you smiling like a fricken idiot? Go on. Make a move. MAKE A MOVE!
[awkwardly]
Bush. President Bush. The first family, really.
[Jamie sighs and rolls over] [thinking]
Dude! You're killing me! This is the girl of your dreams! Ravish her! What if she doesn't want to be ravished? What if she wants to stay friends? Friends don't ravish each other. Friends watch New Years Rockin' Eve. I wonder who's hosting this year.
Chris, can you put your feet on mine? They're freezing.
Yeah. [thinking while cuddling up behind Jamie] Hell yeah. Her feet aren't even cold. This is it. Don't even think about how weird tomorrow's going to be.
Chris?
[thinking as he slowly rolls over off of her]
Oh God. Oh, God. What are you doing? Where are you going?
Is everything alright?
Oh, everything's fine. Yeah. You okay? Uh, you need another blanket or anything?
No, I'm fine.
Ah. [thinking] You're not going to make a move are you? [to Jamie] Good night, Jamie.
Good night, Chris.
[thinking]
You don't deserve a penis!
