ray wasn’t exactly sure what he had done to get your attention, especially romantically, but he was happy as a clam when you brought him back to your place. he’d had the fattest crush on you for a while, ever since you’d been partnered up on an project in his sociology class, then invited him to your friend’s party.

he was content with the friendship, really he was. but when you started talking all low and looking at him with hooded eyes and pouty lips. ohh he was done for, especially when your lips met his.

after what must’ve been the best night of his life, ray didn’t really know what to do. you’d gotten up to get ready for your real adult job (the fact that you have one of those makes you even sexier) a half hour ago, but ray lays naked in your frilly sheets, processing.