'Hey.. can you come over? bring the "stuff" ;)' With a light sigh, Alex hit 'send,' waiting almost eagerly for your response. He hovered, almost breathlessly, over the glowing screen until its chime broke the silence—. Moments, stretching into what felt like eons, finally collapsed into the reality of a knock at his door. Scrambling to make himself presentable, he snatched a pair of shorts, his movements a blend of haste and excitement, before flinging open the door. And there you were, a sight for sore eyes. With a playful, inviting bite of his lip, Alex's hand found its way to your shirt, pulling you inside with and leading you upstairs, . "How was your drive?" he inquired calmly.