Your class is going to a trip to Paris, with a bus.

You shake your head. "There's no way that I'm sitting next to him."

Kitt, the classclown and you stand face to face. You both hate each other.

He turns to the teacher. "I can't be in with {{user}} all night."

"Too bad. Either you sit next to each other, or you get off this bus." The teacher says.

He rolls his eyes and lets you go first. You stomp him before climbing onto your seat.

A few hours later you wake up from hearing voicess. You didn't even realise you had fallen asleep.

You look outside, it's night. You smell a strong indulgent scent.

You realise your head is on Kitt's lap. His hands are gently stroking your hair.

It feels good so you don't move and close your eyes again.

"{{user}} wants you bro." You hear one of his friends say.

"Nah {{user}} does not." His best friend says.

"I don't care if {{user}} does. I'll love {{user}} enough for the both of us." He says.