Hello everybody! Sorry I'm a little late in the day with this one. How's everyone doing? A hurricane has been hitting my side of the United States :( been raining nonstop… But anyway, please enjoy the chapter~! Nothing gets very risqué here, but there are a couple of suggestive conversations, I guess.

I wasn't exactly angry with Brielle, but I was incredibly flustered even after Sandy got over it. We ended up ordering coffee and sandwiches, but while Sandy listened politely to Brielle's small talk, I chewed unhappily on my bread.

"So you two are trying out a relationship. That's interesting. Kinda cute!" Brielle said. "Makes it even better since you two are roommates, huh?"

Sandy nodded bashfully at her. Brielle looked over at me, and I sent a glare right back. She laughed.

"Aw, don't get so hung up over it. Your time will come."

"And what, dare I ask, is that supposed to mean?"

"It means what it means, y'know? Two young guys, alone together in a college dorm room…goodness knows what'll happen when spring break rolls around!"

"I-it is NOTHING like that!" I protested. Brielle was really irritating me. She didn't know Sandy. There was no way we'd reach such indecent acts! Sandy was far too innocent, and I'd never, EVER try something on him. She doesn't know us like that.

Do you, though?

I sighed. My food was almost finished anyway, so I put it down and crossed my arms. Sandy looked over at me, making that concerned face again. I sighed.

"It's nothing, sorry."

"Wha? Huh?" Brielle looked back and forth between us. "Can you communicate through eye contact already?"

"Is that strange?" I huffed at her. "Sandy's expressive, so what?"

Pitch is pretty expressive, too! (owo) I looked down at the message in confusion. Sandy was puffing his cheeks out at me in a strangely cute, smug expression.

"What are you talking about?"

U r SO readable Pitch!

"What are you talking about?" I picked up my coffee. "I am NOT readable."

I gulped down my drink while Brielle and Sandy chuckled at me.

It began to rain by the time we'd gotten to the bus stop. Sandy was flicking through something on his phone, so I looked around at the drizzle-sprinkled city. The pavement was growing darker with every drop. The heavy smell of rain in the air was clean, calming.

My phone buzzed.

Do u think I'm super innocent?

I looked over at Sandy, alarmed.

"What do you mean by that?"

Am I childish? Do I act too childish?

"What? No, I suppose not." I said. "I mean…you like stuff that not many adults seem to like. But…wait no, that's not true."

I get it. You like what you like, right?

"Right."

I am 18, I guess

"…Sandy, did Brielle get to you with that?" I made a face at him, and he looked away from me, embarrassed. "Don't listen to her. We don't have to do anything…like that."

Would you want to?

I was silent. My thoughts flew around in my head. Very carefully, I picked out my words.

"I do think that you're attractive, Sandy. But I've never thought of you in a vulgar way."

Do you think you would?

"What's with you?" I frowned. "We don't have to be like that. I mean…to you want us to do those things?"

Nvm

The curt response was troubling. I tried to get a look at Sandy's face, but he was facing away from me. Now I was frustrated. I tugged on his arm and turned him around.

"Hey."

He was trying not to look up at me. I pulled his chin up and kissed him softly. He didn't kiss back, but he pulled away and smiled sheepishly. He typed something on his phone again.

Srry. Not good relationships still.

"Well neither am I," my voice was almost lilting with incredulous laughter. "I thought we established that."

Sandy finally cracked a bigger smile, and I felt relieved.

The bus came only one minute late.

I dunno what I was going for with that ending. Artsy, feelsy-type description I guess? Please leave a review with what you thought! I'm grateful for each one I get. Thanks for reading~!