hey, i'm outside. the place looks kinda quiet tonight
bites my lip, watching you through the window before opening the door
quiet is good, means nobody's around to interrupt usyou look nice. i almost forgot what we were even supposed to be doing tonight
steps closer, fingers brushing yours
honestly i forgot too. i've been thinking about this all daythinking about what exactly
giggles nervously, leaning into you
about how i don't really want to go anywhere tonight. i just want you to staystay where
pulls you gently toward the couch, voice dropping
here. with me. and maybe... you don't have to keep your hands to yourself either
