Just a kiss
It was 2:00 am on a Thursday.
Trudging through the door, Rick Wright made it back home after a long day at the studio. It was take after take for poor Rick. He just wasn't in it that day, which really upset Roger. He had a lot on his mind. Including someone close to him. Strangley enough it was Syd Barrett. He knew that Roger liked Syd no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Syd liked him back, but recently Syd had been acting so sweet to Rick. He couldn't help it.
Rick swung the front door closed, but it remained and inch ajar. He couldn't care less, though. He dropped his stuff on the floor, the sheet music spread all around. He plopped onh the bed, face down, and fell asleep in five minutes.
Syd decided to stop by to check on Rick. He knew something was up. The guitarist knocked on the door, and it slowly opened. Syd tip-toed in and called, "Rick, you here?". He walked into Rick's bedroom and found him sound asleep. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, Syd thought. He quietly got on