[Uzekins]

"mmm but I'm too comfy to move." Kent grabbed him and pulled him into the chair, half on top of himself. "where'd that pen go?" He asked, waiting for it to appear so he could write it on the other's hand or something. He took the sticky off his forehead. "Oh. so much for my idea, there's room on here." He ripped the bottom half off and found the pen. He wrote his cell number on it and placed the note in the other's belt loop. "there. My ass isn't the hard thing in question. It's really quite soft." He blushed a little, not sure if he should try for eye contact or not. He did not need another health hazard in the same day.