Kim picked up the phone. "Hello?" she said, groggily.
"There you are," said an annoyed voice. It was Kim's girlfriend, Samantha. Samantha was an open lesbian, the most beautiful, funny, understanding girl Kim had met. Even if Kim hadn't already been a lesbian, she would have turned lesbian for Sam.
"I've been trying to get a hold of you for an hour now," Sam continued. "Don't you remember what we were supposed to do today?"
Kim still couldn't think straight. "We were supposed to do something today?" she asked. It was Saturday. Weren't people supposed to sleep in on Saturday?
"We've been planning this for weeks, sweetie," said Sam. "We're going to..."
