Doug: A Christening.

An empty house. It holds the promise of new life in it's echoing empty halls. One day, children will laugh up and down these, families will quarrel, bond. Doors will slam, lovers will meet. There will be a television there, a computer there. The love seat there. The couch keeps moving around. The house matron can't decide where exactly it belongs... 

Life will inhabit this place. But not now.

 

Now it is empty. 

Warm, comfortable temperature, fully carpeted, painted, complete but for the furniture and people.

But still empty.

Well, Almost. 

Two heartbeats. 

They're tucked away, deep inside a master bedroom, inside a bathroom, inside a closet, inside another closet inside that closet. As deep in the bowls of the house as they can go. It's almost completely dark in there. The boy can tell because his night vision is excellent, and in here it's almost worthless. 

They're resting now. If we'd been in here an hour ago we'd have come upon a rather hormonal scene. He finally worked up the courage to kiss her, and to hell with the consequences. She responded in the most enthusiastic of manners. He'd about driven her mad with the wait. 

There were probably a whole thirty seconds in the past three hours where they weren't kissing. 

Maybe.

Probably not.

Now they're resting. He knows he has to take her home in a bit. His fault, not hers. But he's going to stretch this as long as he can. In case it doesn't happen again.

This is a strictly friends thing. 

Sure.

-Doug

"How I wish you could see the potential

The potential of you and me. 

It's like a book elegantly bound

But in a language that you can't read."

-Death Cab For Cutie

"I will Possess Your Heart"