I had passed out on his couch and before I knew it, it was morning. The warm sun shined through the window and onto my face, making me wake up. My phone went off and I groaned, answering it.
"Morning, kitten."
His voice made me sit up straight and I cleared my throat and peered over at my best friend's closed door.
"Morning, Sir." I rubbed my eye and licked my lips.
"How was your day yesterday?" V's voice came through more awake than mine.
"It was good. I painted like you had suggested and sent you it and then my best friend had a crisis." I sighed and leaned back against the couch.
"Are they okay?" V sounded concerned and I took a moment to compile my thoughts.
"Well, his boyfriend broke up with him. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to go with me to his drag show, but t
