A gloomy afternoon and the air-conditioning at the studio didn't help either. I knew everyone was tired and drowsy. The explosive performance last night was to blame as much as the lousy weather we were having today. The A/C hummed as I scanned the room noting that Chris had claimed the sofa as his own, Lance sharing a little bit of it by his feet, and Joey …wasn't here…he's probably in the next room discussing some plan 'bout some 'N Sync VS Backstreet Boys movie or something like that. I found that quite amusing. I shift gingerly, trying to find comfort as I sit on this very comfortable, and I say that with much sarcasm…amplifier. It's an old Orange Amp and I use it now and then to test the sounds of some instruments. As I shift, I felt Justin's hands grow tighter around my waist, his cheek gently pressed on my shoulder, sleeping quietly. Of all places, it's funny to think that he chose sharing the hard and uncomfortable Amplifier with me, than the two cozy looking armchairs by the side of the room. I sigh, as he clung tighter. I was using another up- turned amp as a table, it wobbled a bit, and I felt pretty tired as well. But we had one more routine to rehearse before I could let them all go, I started when the door swung open and Joey came in with that big smile on his face. Without much consideration for the sleeping he spoke in his booming voice - "You should've heard their plan! It's AWESOME!" I simply looked at him, and waited for the inevitable… "SHUT UP!" Chris spat out. "Usually one speaks quietly if others are trying to get some rest.." Lance said scholastically. "Joshh…" Justin moaned. Nevermind. I looked at Joey and I shrugged my shoulders. Joey turned up his sassy cool demeanour "S~orry!" Then he approached me, quietly gesturing at the sleeping Justin. I nodded my head as an answer to his solemn and unspoken question…as if saying ~yes, we're back together~…Joey smiled and whispered questions as he took a place on the carpeted floor near my foot. "So you living together?" "No, not at this point. I'm still staying at Woodgroove." "When did this happen,C?" "The other night.." "That's cool, I'm happy for you…" "...." "JC..?" "Hmm?" "Are you happy?" One question that shook me, so many answers driving me up the wall. It was unreal, insane. My hand put down the pen I was holding and made it's way over Justin's hands on my belly, as if seeking help in finding the right answer… I looked at Joey - "Yea…yea I'm happy." I felt Justin's breath spread from my shoulder to my arms, like a sigh of relief…I look at him and nudged him playfully… "It's rude to listen in on other people's conversations" Joey looked at us amused. "I wasn't listening in! I swear I was just having a good dream" "about?" "You and me" I blush then cleared my throat, trying to focus back on the lyric sheet. "Last routine, C?" I nod at Joey, who was giving me a smile that hinted of glee and a little risqué thought that I don't want to be bothered with at this point. The things I have to put up with. But then again some part of me is saying that life should not be any other way. "Promise, last time before we all go home and get some much deserved rest."