Jeff lay in darkness on the desk next to the Chronivac, it was where his buddy had found and "borrowed" him earlier.
In the darkness, he didn't know where he was. Suddenly, he heard his former buddy Ryan calling his name.
"Hey, Jeff? Where you at bud? I was over here this morning, and-" Ryan said, then he shrugged, "Guess, he's not here. Hm, oh good that's where I left my lucky pen, and it's my lucky day. Jeff left me another condom. Don't know if it was because it Jeff's girlfriend or it was this brand of condom, but it's the best sex I've had ever. Hm, J-brand. I couldn't find this at the drug store, wonder where Jeff gets these. I'm sure he won't mind, if I borrow this one too. I will soon know if it's the condom or the girl, because I've got a date tonight with someone I fucked before." Ryan rambled because Jeff wasn't there, and he needed to get off his chest that he had screwed his buddy's girlfriend, and enjoyed it way too much.
He shoved unopened Jeff into his front pocket, and put his pen in his shirt pocket after writing Jeff a note. Of course, Jeff didn't know this. He only knew what he heard.
Hours went by. He could hear Ryan listening to the radio or TV and driving. Then suddenly, he entered a noisy bar or dance club.
"Hey, hon, wanna go home and dance?" Ryan asked.