it was later that night. i'd changed into his shirt and a pair of his friend's pajama pants. he'd texted his friend told her we had company and to make herself scarce.
"so," he began.
i was sitting on the couch my knees drawn up to my chest holding a cup of wine.
"do you like. wanna watch tv or something?"
"um. well if there's somethin good on," i replied.
"you like 'big bang' ?"
"i think so. i've only seen it like once."
"oh. ok big bang it is," he said and turned on the tv to the show but muting it: "are you hungry or? sorry i, don't know how to do this."
"it's ok."
"i can order takeout if you want. or god it feels really late."
i smiled.
"no i'm actually fairly comfortable. and it's warm. so...," i said a question on my mind.
he looked at me.
"if i were to sleep here. where would i sleep?"
"oh the sofa and we'd sleep in her rm. unless that would bother you?"
"no i just. wow. the sofa."
i was actually relieved by this. it was pretty comfortable but the cushions seemed too damn big.
"yeah um help yourself to anything in the kitchen ."
"ok."