(Claudia's POV)

We walk out of the restaurant, the other girls talking. I look back to see Jason, drinking a beer. I did feel sorry for him. I wave him goodbye, catching his attention, and he waves back. I go back to listening to the conversation of the girls. Something about someone at PAX, and somewhat. I was lost. So, we walk back to the hotel, as the one we were staying at was on the way to theirs. We say goodbye, exchange some more phone numbers, skypes, and emails. We walk back in to the hotel, feeling some cooler air. Today's weather was really nice, not a cloud spotted in sight. But, we were inside for most of it, as always.

We go up the elevator, and back into our rooms. We talk for a bit before going into the rooms of course, and then separated. Celine was having a bad day, as she was PMSing, which sucked. (And that explains that one cliffhanger I never really answered.) I walk into the room Mitch and I was sharing, and immediately go face flat onto the bed. I hear the showers running, so I couldn't go in. I bury my face into the warm duvets, and lay there for what seemed like an eternity. I hear the shower stop, and I buried my face deeper into the blankets. But I knew, I smelt like shit, and I don't like smelling like that, so I have to shower.

After this quick nap? No, stop it brain. You know you can't leave us, warm duvets. I don't feel anything towards you warm blankets, you. But somehow, you don't want to stand up and do any physical activity, do you? Does anyone? No, now stop talking to me. Damn, moody much? Get the fuck out. Fine! Fine! Just leave the warm blankets, we don't care about you. Maybe because you're an inanimate object? SHUT UP! YOU'RE HURTING MY FEELS. What feels? You're a blanket. Now stop talking to me. I hear the bathroom door creak open, and I just lie there. Haha! So you don't want to leave us! Shut up. I stand myself up, and look over to the door. There stands a wild Mitch! In one of his t-shirt and boxers. It wasn't that big of a deal for me.

"Hey," Mitch says, drying his hair with a towel. "I knew I heard someone come in here."

"Yeah, just came back from dinner," I say, flopping back onto the bed. Came back for us huh? Shut up.

"Was it good?" He asks, putting his towel around his neck.

"Yeah, funny story," I say, sitting properly on the bed. "Jason, as in MinecraftUniverse was at the same place."

"Oh cool," he says, sitting next to me. "Did you guys talk?"

"Yeah," I say back. Would he get jealous if I told him about Jason? Because Jason was nice, as a friend, and I didn't want to ruin Mitch and Jason's friendship by just telling him. "Just talked for a bit, then we left."

"Sweet," Mitch says, flashing a grin. I walk away, going to the bathroom. I lock the door behind me, and undress. I take fairly short showers, as I didn't like turning into a prune. As I step out of the warmness, I wrap myself into a towel, when realize I didn't bring any clothes inside with me. Damn… I open the door, ever so slightly, and peek out.

"Mitch?" I ask, through the little crack.

"Yup?" he instantly responds.

"Can you pass me…Um…That?" I ask, pointing at a pile of clothes on a chair.

"Say the magic word!" Mitch jokes, standing up.

"No," I say, impatiently.

"Fine," he says, sitting back down. "Be that way."

"Fine," I say, putting on a pout. "PWWWEAASEEE?"

"Alright, since you're so sad about it," he says, lifting his hands up. He tosses me the pile of clothes, and I thank him, quickly locking the door again. You know when you take a hot shower, and the door is closed, so the mirror was all humid? You'd always have an urge to write something, so I do. But before I do, I look at the mirror, and see other humid drawings, from the last person. A big heart was formed, with the words MITCH+CLAUDIA in it. I smile, and put on my clothes, thinking of what to add. Once I changed into a shirt, and some shorts, I decide not to write anything, as it was perfect the way it was. I unlock the door, and I did what seemed like tackling Mitch down with a hug.

He looks at me confused, and then realized it. "Damn, you saw?"

"Yeah," I say, looking up from the hug, as he was taller than me. The top of my head was just a bit taller than his shoulder level. "I don't know about you, but that was really cute."

"Not as cute as you," he says, leaning down, kissing me lightly.

"That's so cheesy," I reply, with a grin.

"Well, I thought it was Grate," he says, emphasizing "Grate".

"Mitch, will you always Brie like this?" I say, joining in.

"What? Am I not Gouda 'nuff for you?" he says, trying not to laugh.

"Nah, you're Cheddar then what I expected," I say, laughing. We continue making cheese puns, laughing at some good ones, and some bad ones. But either way, it's been one of the best nights I've had. Later on that night, we realized we were in Seattle, and we were spending most of our time indoors, so we go out. Mitch was wearing his hoodie, and I was wearing a T-shirt, but that was a mistake. Apparently it can get really cold in Seattle.

Mitch noticed this, and he took off his sweater, and handed it to me.

"Here," he says, smiling.

"It's okay, I'm fine," I say, trying to be kind. Dammit Claudia, stop trying to be so nice, you're fucking freezing your ass off.

"Oh really?" he replies, smirking.

"FINE FINE OH MY GOD FINE I'M COLD OKAY JUST WARMTH JACKET PLEASE YES," I immediately say as a response.

"I thought so," he says, putting his hoodie on to me. It was his signature red and black checkered hoodie. Wow, no wonder he chose this, it's really warm.

"Aren't you cold?" I ask him, holding his hand.

"I live in Montreal, this is nothing compared to the winters there," he says, squeezing my hand. "If you're this cold, you're going to have so much fun in Winter. Coffee will be your best friend, or basically just anything hot. I honestly like cocoa the best."

"Speaking of coffee, we're in Seattle," I point out.

"Yeah, so what?" he asks, his other hand sliding into his pocket of his jeans.

"Well, Starbucks. Seattle. Origin. You see?" I say, pointing to a Starbucks, that just happened to be there. And there. And there. God, why were there Starbucks's everywhere!? (Thank you guise, who live in Seattle. Dang, apparently there are like, 1 every block.)

"Wow," he says, looking around. "THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!" I laugh, and lean on his shoulder. "Well then, let's get us some coffee."

(A/N) I was going to make this a hella lot longer, but then I realized I should make you all suffer. Lol, I'm kidding, love you all~~~ Reviewing Reviews Returns!

TheRainyAsian: Lol, I should be the messedupweatherasian, shouldn't I? huehuehue~

Le meilleur rose: Q-Q GLAD I POSTED OR ELSE I WOULD BE DEAD AND I DON'T WANT TO BE RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW.

Kg100: huehuehuehue~ you'll find out. All of these things link up, see if you can find them~

WASAH21: ERMERGERD YOU MADE ME FEEL SO SAD BECAUSE URGH FEELINGS CAN BE LIKE THIS. I'm sorry to hear about that, but at least you've got some friends. I'm sure she realizes it was an accident. Don't listen to me, but what I do is make a lot of accidents, so people would expect it. It doesn't work, but people don't care at my school. Again, I feel so sad for you, because I've been in many situations where I just wanted to do what you did. I'm sure everyone has felt this way before, so that's why I put it in. You're not alone~~ But then, again, I'm the one person in the class of 34 that watched Team Crafted. And I'm a girl. ;-;

Izabee223: Um, Claudia is a made up character, so I don't understand what you're saying. But, if you want to use it in a story of somesort your're making, feel free to use it. I would like some credit though. Huehuehue~ lol, I'm kidding, you don't have to do that. Feel free to use it, again.