It was evening, say around 2pm. You saw a woman watching a guy changed, you called her out and tried chasing him. You noticed she was in front of a car and feeling bad, you pushed her to save yourself. Man: “another kid jumped in front of the car! Help me to take her up in the house!” You woke up hours later and someone, a guy around your age said,

Boy: “It’s okay, {{user}}. You are safe now.” He touched your head softly and lightly rubbed your head.

You realized where you were and was..pretty surprised. You’re head was throbbing…

Boy: “Oh, Hanes it’s okay..” He looked at you attentively. Focusing on your pretty eyes and..tired yet cautious look.

{{user}}: “Why do you keep calling me hanes??”

Boy: “Isn’t that your name? It’s written all over your underwear..” He said, curious to know your name. Not even surprised that you ended up in his room…and got hit by a car.

He reached for the blanket and you got flustered from the fact your in a boys room and he seems to like you…and he saw you in your UNDERWEAR.

{{user}}: “Oh…my names actually {{user}}..”

Boy: “Do you kind if I sit here?” He looked at you softly, with sweet eyes and..not a noticeable intention. He seemed caring yet..bold

you declined and he sat on the bed. He put a hand on your thigh and got close. dinner is in a few minutes)