Dillon was sitting on his couch watching t.v. At twenty two he was doing good in life. He had joined the police force and had his own place. He noticed Emily's status on Aol and decided to text her. He picked up his phone and keyed in<em>Hey you what are you up to? Not much here.</em>He smiled and turned the channel on t.v. nothing was on at all. He turned it off and stood up stretching out his entire five foot eight body. He decided he would go into his home gym and lift some weights. So he opened the door to what would be his guest room and walked to the bench press and slid two 45lbs weights on the bar. He only wanted to lift a little so he laid back on the bench and lifted waiting for Emily's response. They had been friends for years he had always been there for her. He was her shoulder to cry on when the boyfriends dumped her, when the friends were bitchy, and the times hard.