Room 321, Saturday Evening
It was another of their usual dates, with the two of them doing takeout in his room. It still surprised him a little that their relationship was working so well so soon, but he was definitely not going to argue with it. He wasn't an idiot, after all.
At the moment, they were curled up on the small couch and watching a movie. He ran his hand idly up and down her arm. "How's school going?" he asked, resting his head against hers. "What classes are you taking, anyway? Think that's the one question I haven't asked you yet."
[For the girlfriend-type.]
At the moment, they were curled up on the small couch and watching a movie. He ran his hand idly up and down her arm. "How's school going?" he asked, resting his head against hers. "What classes are you taking, anyway? Think that's the one question I haven't asked you yet."
[For the girlfriend-type.]