A month passed without sign of Luke coming around, and Eddy had entirely accepted the fact that they would never see each other again. It had been a fun, wild, amazing night but that was all that it would be, and Eddy was okay with that. Or trying to be. He was trying, honestly, but it seemed that one unexpected encounter had awakened his slumbering libido and he was waking every morning with a hard-on and vivid memories of freckled skin and rain drop eyes.<br/><br/>Precious, the presumptuous little tramp, had gone and bought him a flesh light after the fourth time catching him with a boner in his boxers. Despite Eddy's inherit stubbornness, even he could see how ridiculous the situation was, and had used it. More than once.<br/><br/>Even so, the toy couldnt possibly match up to Luke, but Eddy wasnt sad enough to sniff around the boy's apartment for a repeat performance.<br/><br/>So he sat at his sweltering bar, drinking and sweating through the summer nights with the doors wide open and every fan on. He was still drawing, still trying to get his hands to cooperate, but most nights were so sticky he didnt bother much with pen and paper.<br/><br/>Precious, again, had bought him something else. A drawing tablet with a touch screen. Eddy had never tried digital media before but he found it exhilarating and adaptive. It was amazing what he could do with a few key commands and filters. The learning curve was steep but Eddy was truly enjoying teaching himself how to create again.<br/><br/>It helped distract him from the ache of bitter disappointment. Eddy thought he should be too old to get a little heartsick over a one night stand but it happened anyway. At least with the tablet he could vent his feelings in a healthy way, as his therapist liked to put it. It was not the same physical catharsis as taking a hammer to stone, but the act of learning digital 3d modeling was difficult enough to give the same sense of struggle and progress.