“Two weeks, John! You were gone for two weeks.”
Aha! Sex on the horizon!
John stared at his friend.
His what? Damn.

It was too quiet in the flat without you, the only thing I could hear were my thoughts. It was... not good.
I love this explanation. And there's so much hidden angst behind this sober It was... not good.

“Yeah, do you remember how you got rid of the last one? Bad luck, now you will have to go with me."
AHA! SEX ON THE HORIZON! (I mean... one day!)

I think it should be "the Perseid (with a capital but without a "s") meteor shower". :-)