Jonathan's POV

I write down what is mostly needed, milk, eggs, dog food, jug of water for dog, snacks, juice, water bottles. I smiled thinking that I was being productive. I finished my listed and pinned it on the cork board in the middle of the kitchen and the entry way.

I don't live in a big house or anything, so I make use of the space I have. After my burst of being productive the sleepiness hit me like a fucking bus. I rubbed my eyes, almost passing out on the spot. I guess I can go for a nap right now.

I sat down on my couch and sighed. It was nice to sit on a cozy chair that's not my desk chair. I flipped on the tv and saw that my dog was up. I pointed to the door and said

"Do you need to go potty?"

Her ears perked up and I sat up again while she ran to the door. I took her outside to let her do her doggy business, while she sniffed around, I sat down on my porch and looked at the sky. It was partly cloudy, a small breeze and not too hot or cold. A great day. It's been a good looking week, but I haven't had the 'good night's rest' to enjoy them to the fullest. Before I knew it my dog was done, whining to go back inside. I sighed again and walked by in the house to watch some tv.

Evan's POV

When I woke up it was 3 pm.

SHIT. I was supposed to record with the guy's today at 3:20.

I hopped off the couch quickly and turned off whatever stupid show was playing. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could and turned on my computer.

Jonathan's POV

I didn't take that nap I so needed. It was 6 pm when I was sitting at my desk with everything I needed opened for recording and a bottle of water on my desk. I was tapping my finger on the desk, and looked at my clock...

6:10 pm

I leaned back on my chair and rubbed my face.

'god damn i need some sleep'

I heard the oh so normal ringtone, meaning someone calling my via skype. I leaned forward in my chair and answered it, not caring about who it was.

It was wildcat.

"What's up, dude?"

"Hey"

"What's wrong, you sound like you need to sleep. You tired?"

He winked at his cam. I don't have mine on, for obvious reasons.

"Yeah, I haven't gotten a lot of sleep yet"

"Okay, well enough about you"

"So where is everyone? Doesn't you or Evan usually start the group calls?"

"Yeah, about that. Most guys had to cancel. So I think we might have to cancel the whole session all together"

This was sorta normal by now. We talk about what videos are we going to next after each video we do, who was going to be in them, and then what day those videos will be recorded. We adjust through-out the days before the recording day.

"Ugh, I was so ready to start recording to"

"Yeah, same here. I'm going to send a group text to the guys so everyone knows"

"Why call me then?"

"One, you were online and two I need to talk to you about some close stuff. I trust you to keep this on the down low because you are the quiet one in our group. Okay?"

"Okay, I got you dude"

Tyler sighed heavily, like he was telling a four year old that his/her fish died.

"I think I might be questioning my....sexuality"

"What made you question it?"

His face burned bright red and stared at the floor

"Promise not to freak out...?"

My voice was pretty calm and dead. He started to sound a little scared. This was not him at all. If there was one word I could use to describe Tyler is, opened. He doesn't care about what other people said or thought about him so, this was weird having him scared. For once, I felt like a big brother.

"I promise"

"You"