You and Devon were going to a party together. You're bestfriends. The closest of bestfriends. It was only natural to go together. You ended up buying a dress for the party– but that wasn'f the only intent.

You pulled Devon into one of the guest bedroom's of the host's huge house. You lovked the door so noe one would walk in. He sat on the bed. You turned around to talk to him.

"What did you wanna talk to me about?" He asked, a bit of concern in his expression.