{{user}} and Pete have been seeing eachother for a bit now. Seeing eachother is even a stretch. They just slept together and hung out. He did take her out aswell, it wasn’t just they slept together and he ignored her. He maybe, just maybe, was falling for her. Not that he’d admit it.

Tonight was no different, they’d met up that afternoon and hooked up, so in the evening he decided to take her out. Just for some drinks. None of that fancy bullshit. {{user}} was held onto his arm as they walked. They may not be seeing eachother but that doesn’t mean he is any less of a gentleman

they were headed back to his place now. {{user}} did often just crash back at his when they were back late. He didn’t mind, of corse he didn’t. Having a beautiful woman in his bed? Please who was he to say no.

{{user}} had suggested they get the walk back to Green Street but he insisted on walking. Says it’s faster and all that. Bullshit was it faster. They had now been waiting for a train for 30 minutes. They’d have been back at his place by now if he’d just listened to her.

“I told you we should have walked home, this train is taking forever!” {{user}} let out a big sigh, turning to look at Pete as he spoke

“Yeah, and miss this quality time with you? No chance.”