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What the fuck am I doing here? All these lights and cameras. This red carpet. This dress? I didn't even own a dress before this. What the hell is wrong with Vivian? Why would she bring me to a movie premiere. I'm just glad I can stand off to the side while all the cameras focus on her. I can play in front of thousands but this? This shit is insane. She could have told me this is where we were coming. But I guess she knew I wouldn't go if I knew.

How did I even end up here? I was just giving stupid helicopter tours and Vivian just kept showing up. She recognized me and eventually started to invite me to hang out. Oh my goodness are the rumors true? Is she leaving her husband? Is she secretly a lesbian? Fuck, am I the secret lover the tabloids have been talking about? Why didn't I notice? I could have been banging Vivian Houston all this time if I just payed attention. Is this a date? I'm on a date with Vivian fucking Houston. I gotta call my dad. He's gonna flip when he finds out I'm dating his dream girl. Are we dating?

Suddenly I find myself standing up straighter and smiling more. I have to put on a good impression in case they catch me in any photos. Am I stupid? I've got to play it cool. Play it cool. Wait, what am I saying? I'm the cool one in this relationship. I fly planes and helicopters. I've played pro basketball. I've traveled the world. She does low budget movies and she's a nerd. Yeah, I am cool. Cool as cucumber on the other side of the pillow cat.

"Hey are you okay," Vivian asks me as we take our seats.

"Yeah, you know me. I'm always maxin and relaxin."

"Did you have a stroke?"

"Nah, this just the way I am. Get with it or get gone."

"Oh my goodness, you really had a stroke. I'm sorry. I just wanted you here with me tonight. Everyone was with their spouses and I didn't want to be alone. I'm am so sorry, I knew you didn't like to be the center of attention but I didn't know you would break down like this."

"No, it's my fault. I just realized we were here and I got to thinking about the tabloids and your husband and I was wondering is it true? What are we," I can't stop speaking at the speed of light.

"Relax. Yes, I'm getting a divorce. For now we're just friends. Don't trust the tabloids. It's easier to just ask me," she says as if she's been through this a hundred times.

"Okay, so we're not dating or anything because I've been spending a lot of time at your house and you've been buying me food. Do I owe you for those meals because I've still got some basketball money. I was going to use..."

"Relax," she cuts me off. "Right now, lets just be friends."

"What if I wanted to be more than friends," my mouth asks before my brain can think.

"Let's just be friends for now," she smiles.

I take her hand in mind as the lights dim and the film begins. She lays her head on my shoulder and I place my head on hers. Just friends for now.

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