Thank you for the reviews! I'm thinking of updating "Safe Place" later on tomorrow. I'm just brainstorming for ideas. I'm not sure when "A Little Romance" will be up; I'm still working out the dinner with Ian's mom. And then there's "I Know You", which I'm brainstorming for as well.

I love the path that I can see the story taking. I got a review about Wrencer being a couple in the story and I just want to make it clear that there won't be too much Wrencer fluff. This is an Ezria story. They're just in the background or apart of Aria and Ezra's group of friends!

I OWN NOTHING.

Game nights were held one, maybe twice a month. They used to be planned for once a week, but that was until Spencer became far too competitive for anyone to handle dealing with too often. When she won, or her team one, Spencer was known for completely shoving it in everyone's faces. According to Wren, she spent hours gloating afterwards.

"Do you have the guacamole," Aria called from her bedroom. The door was set wide open so she could somewhat oversee the activity going on in the kitchen.

"Just picked it up," replied another voice that had seemingly come through the front door. Hanna's high heels clicked down the hardwood floor of the hallway and her blonde head of hair poked itself into Aria's bedroom. "Plain, just the avocado, no tomato or anything, right?" Her hand fished through the grocery bag until it produced a small container.

"Perfect," Aria smiled.

Soon enough, Spencer came charging down the hallway, almost slipping in her socks with a large wooden spoon in hand. "These cupcakes aren't working," she pouted. "The batter keeps bubbling. I don't know what's wrong."

"Maybe you shouldn't cook," suggested Hanna with a shrug and a slight smirk. Spencer glared at her from the side, causing both her and Aria to giggle.

"Just, scrap the cupcakes," Aria laughed, placing down her pen that she'd been writing with. "I mean, it's game night. The guys are fine with pizza and chips." Most of the time, Aria felt herself as being the anchor of their friendship, always reeling Hanna and Spencer to the ground when they floated above.

"But, I wanted to make this game night special."

"What's so special about tonight than any other night," asked Aria, cocking her head to the side.

"Yeah," Hanna chimed in. "Do we eat reclining tonight to celebrate our freedom from Egypt or something?"

Swatting her with the spoon, Spencer shrugged. "I don't know…I just wanted to spice things up a bit; make it a bit out of the usual."

"Spence," Aria said, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Nothing can spice it up more than your competitive streak. Trust me. We're absolutely fine."

Sighing, Spencer headed back into the kitchen, once more grumbling. It seemed to be something she did constantly, but was still lovable all the same. A small squeal erupted from the kitchen followed the closing of a door. No doubt it was Wren.

Aria reclusively picked up her pen once more and began to write in her journal. It wasn't about anything in particular. Just scribbles about love and such. She still hoped to find the right person out there. But romance in New York was difficult. There were over a thousand people living there; you never knew if you passed by your soulmate on the street or if they've been in your life forever.

"You okay, Sweetie?"

Aria had completely forgotten Hanna standing in the doorway after Spencer left.

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking." Aria put on a small smile and closed her journal. "How did you fall in love with Caleb?"

"Such prying questions," Hanna laughed. "I don't know. I just…did. We hit it off and that was the end of that. Why is something troubling you in your love life?"

"You mean my nonexistent one? No. I was just curious." She shrugged and flounced a piece of hair over her shoulder.

The apartment door slammed shut again. This time, two pairs of footsteps were audible. Immediately, the sound of Ezra's chuckle filled the apartment, causing Aria to smile. "I think Caleb and Ezra are here."

Hanna squealed and charged down the hallway. Her heels one again made loud sounds; Aria often wondered how she managed to run so fast in them without falling flat on her face; especially the extremely high, extremely thin heeled ones. As she emerged from her room, each couple stood off respectively. Hanna and Caleb had located to the couch where he turned on a football game. Wren continued to help Spencer in the kitchen.

And then there was Ezra, taking off his blazer and tie to then push of the cuffs of his sleeves and undo a few buttons at the top of his shirt. Aria bit her lip watching him. Of course, the attraction for him was there, but she knew better. After all, dating a friend wasn't something she stood for. Just as easily as they could fall in love, things could turn to shreds and Ezra would be gone from her life.

Ezra let his gaze cross the room to land on Aria. His heart thudded in his chest like it had earlier in the afternoon and like it always did whenever he saw her. Ezra's only wish was for her to get over the platonic complex she had and see what they could have together. It was easy for him to fall in love with Aria; it could be relatively simple for her to fall for him as well. Aria only had to give Ezra the chance.

Turning away from her, he picked up a book from their shelf and turned it over in his hands until Aria approached. Her nimble, black nailed fingers plucked it from him and set it down on an end table.

"What," she asked, with a bemused expression. "Just because you saw me earlier today means you can ignore my existence?"

"Of course not, Aria," Ezra spoke honestly. He wasn't in the mood for her jokes. It had been a long day and the more they joked, the more it reminded him of they were only friends and nothing more.

"What's wrong?" From knowing each other long enough, it was easy for them to pick up on emotions. "Your face is all tense and whatnot."

"Nothing, Ar," he sighed. "It's just been a long week."

"I'm sorry, Ez," Aria replied, reaching a hand up to his face. The moment grew magnetic and almost frozen, except they were the two only people alive. Ezra held his breath as Aria's fingertips brushed his chin. Her heart beat wildly against her ribcage until Spencer called out that it was time for Pictionary.

An hour had gone by into the game. They decided to split off into couples, leaving Aria with Ezra as always in these types of situations. So far, they were winning and Spencer was pouting.

Wren's quick hand began to draw out what was supposed to be something for "Beyonce", but Spencer wasn't having any luck in guessing.

"Come on," she yelled. "Make it clearer. We're losing Wren! Come on!"

"I'm trying," he yelled back, frustrated with his girlfriend. Aria snickered and leaned into Ezra's side while Hanna rolled her eyes. "Give it up, Spence," Hanna called. "It's impossible to beat Team Ezria at Pictionary."

"Ezria," Ezra asked, tilting his head to the side at the blonde.

"Aria and Ezra combined into one. Kind of like Brangelina," Hanna stated bluntly.

"Ah, I got you."

Aria just laughed and continued to watch Spencer struggle at guessing the word being drawn on the large whiteboard that they took out for the occasion. Soon enough though, the much taller brunette got fed up with the drawing game and proposed a movie.

"Is Pictionary too difficult for you Hastings," Caleb pressed as Spencer hastily began to put away the game pieces.

"Shut up, Rivers," Spencer hissed.

Meanwhile, Aria's eyelids were beginning to drop. The tip of her head was nestled into the crook of Ezra's neck. For a moment, a small smile formed on his lips. Having her so close, even on the tip of consciousness was enough for Ezra. Aria nuzzled her head further, trying to get comfortable.

Ezra wrapped a friendly, or what Aria tried to think of as friendly, arm around her, pulling her closer. "You know," she spoke, with a slight yawn. "You're a good cuddle-er."

"Maybe you should try me out more often," Ezra retorted, knowing full well that he was shamelessly flirting with her. Hanna smirked, a glint in her eye and Aria curled more into Ezra's side.

"I'm just giving you a test run. We'll see if I like you in that position after tonight." Aria winked, letting her eyes flutter to a close. It had been a long enough day and it wasn't even more than five minutes until Aria was completely sound asleep, curled into Ezra.

Ezra's expression hadn't changed from its smile, except to widen. He brushed a few strands of Aria's hair away from her face, loving how natural it all felt. This was how he imagined them being as a couple.

The only people left in the room were Wren, Caleb, and Hanna. Spencer had gone to get a movie and the two other men were busy checking scores for a game on their phones. Hanna, being the ever observant one, watched Aria and Ezra closely, especially the expression on his face.

"Man, Fitz. You've got it bad."