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Storm
Ben stared out at the rain and sighed. It was coming down in buckets and the wind was really blowing.
His plans for the night were probably shot. No one wanted to brave the veritable monsoon, and really, Ben couldn't ask them to.
Sitting back down on the couch, he stared at the clock and then the phone. He wondered if he should call - see if anyone was still coming.
There was tons of food filling his fridge and cupboards. Beer and soda, dips and chips, and of course, his famous ribs. But with the stupid weather, it was all going to spoil.
Ben turned on the television and changed it to The Weather Channel. Winds were strong, rain was bad. Roads were blocked and there were even a few reports of hail.
Fuck. He'd really been looking forward to the first viewing party for The O.C.. Everyone was supposed to be there. The phone started ringing. First it was Mischa and then it was Rachel. Both weren't coming.
Then Chris called and that just left Adam. That was going to be worse than everyone else canceling. He'd grown really attached to Adam while they had been filming. He was just so funny and cute and…
Ben tried not to be disappointed. The phone didn't ring, though.
By 8:15, Ben was getting worried. He dialed Adam's number but just got his machine, with his chipper voice that, despite the worry, made Ben smile.
He'd pushed five of nine numbers of Adam's cell phone when he heard the knock at the door. Ben rushed to the door and threw it open.
Standing there, wet and shivering, was Adam. But he was grinning.
"Sorry I'm late. Got caught in the rain. Any beer left?"
Ben laughed and pulled Adam inside. "Sure, but let me get you a towel. And some dry clothes."
Still grinning, Adam said, "That's great. Thanks."
Ben made his way to the hall closet, smiling the whole way. Adam had shown up.
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