The water stops.
"Alright Gary, it's all yours-"
"Shhhhhhhhhh," Gary yells out. "It's the Coop!"
"Then pause that shit, Gary." Ace grabs a toothbrush, squeezes some paste onto it and hurriedly begins to brush as Gary bursts into laughter. "Whash sho funny?" No answer. Just more laughing. "Paush it, Gauwee!!!" Ace spits into the sink and rushes to the bedroom, which is the living room as well. Gary manages to shift his attention from Anderson to Ace. "Sorry, you took too long, missed all the good parts." Gary says teasingly as Ace stands beside him, dripping wet and still naked.
"Back it up- I want to see something funny." Ace demands.
"I guess it's only fair that we both get to see something funny right now," Gary says, prompting Ace to suck in his stomach before making a play for control of the remote. They wrestle for it until Gary agrees to Ace's demands. "Alright, alright, I'll back it up, geesh... but shut up because you gotta hear this."
Anderson Cooper throws to a clip of Pat Robertson from The 700 Club: "You might get AIDS in Kenya. The people have AIDS in Kenya. The towels could have AIDS."
"Oh my God, he didn't," Ace says, stunned.
"I know, right?"
"Back it up, I gotta hear that again," Ace says.
"Are you sure?" Gary asks with a smirk.
"Because it looks like you're already too scared to use my AIDS towels."
"Oh shit," Ace says, looking down at the puddle of water at his feet. "sorry..."
Ace starts heading to the bathroom; but Gary stops him just long enough to grab a condom, wrapper and stack of tissues from the nightstand, plopping them into Ace's hand. Gary grabs Ace's elbow. "And don't forget to take your prep." "I never do," Ace replies.
"Any side effects?"
"No- two months in and I don't notice anything..."
"You know, Ace," Gary begins. "I'm undetectable, we use condoms... you don't have to-" "Shush, Gary," Ace says. "I'm not scared and don't mind. It's more for the guys out there who don't know their status, anyway, they're the ones I'm worried about."
"Well, you shouldn't be worrying about them at all," Gary says.
"Oh, ready to lock this down are we?" Ace asks.
Ace leans into Gary for a quick kiss before heading to the bathroom, where he discards the sex paraphernalia into the trash can before gazing into the mirror, shaking his head and smiling to himself. Ace flicks open the mirrored cabinet door and retrieves a prescription bottle. Before he opens it, he looks around for a towel but doesn't see one. "Please don't tell me you are out of clean towels," he whispers to himself before squatting down to check the cabinets underneath the sink.
"Gary, where are the--- Gary?"
As Ace emerges from the bathroom he sees Gary laying on the bed, only now he has a white towel over his face. "You goof, playing peek-a-boo with yourself?" Ace asks as he walks toward Gary. "Give me that-"
Before he can finish his sentence, the towel flies up from Gary's face and floats above the bed. Gary's eyes are open, but are lifeless and white. Ace stumbles back towards the bathroom, reaching behind him for the doorway as the towel floating above the bed takes on the form and physical characteristics of a bat, flapping its wings. Through the cracked window several more towels fly in and head straight for Ace, knocking him into the bathroom and sending him spiraling through the shower curtain and causing him to fall into the bathtub.
The bathroom door closes. The only sounds to be heard throughout Gary's apartment now is the crackle of city life on the streets below and Anderson Cooper sarcastically taking Pat Roberston's warning to task: "Overseas... everything overseas is bacteria... you just can't even imagine. I'm starting to think that we'd be better off not traveling at all."
I'd also like to thank Pat Robertson and Anderson Cooper for their roles. Without Pat's imagination stories like The Toweling would not be possible.
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