Time passes, eventually moving most of them to the downstairs play room.
Y/n and Carter sat on the couch of the living room, not as close as they had been sitting when the sofa was occupied with extra people. They converse about different topics, starting with him answering her question about when the crew met.
"Sara, Kalen, and Devon met in middle school. They met Amie in high school and then me."
The girl snorted in response, "Wonder how that went with you being the newcomer and all." Her legs cross as she takes a bong rip, inhaling it before pulling out the bowl, sucking in the rest and blowing out, throat burning as she breathes deeply.
"It wasn't so bad. I just had to get used to them. I didn't have many friends before. In a way, they saved me." Her eyebrow raises, handing him the bong to finish the rest. He takes his pull as she speaks.
"What do you mean by saved you?" He blows out a large cloud of smoke, grabbing his water and taking a gulp before setting it back on the coffee table.
"I didn't have anyone besides them." Y/n tilts her head.
"I don't want to overstep, but I'm curious, what about your other friends or parents? If you don't want to tell me that's fine." He shook his head and stated, "No, it's okay."
"My parents were never around much although they have always taken care of me financially. I haven't heard from them in years since I turned eighteen. They helped me with rent before I moved out of the apartment. I've never really had friends until I met them. Sure, acquaintances, but they suck."
Y/n nodded, taking in his speech. She gains a better understanding on his life, appreciating his openness.
"What about you? I don't ever see you around anyone and you barely post on social media." He inquired. She chuckles, a sweat dropping if she had been a cartoon. She scratches the back of her head.
"It's kind of a long story."
"I've got time." He gives an encouraging smile, small but well received.
"Well, I'm obviously not from here, one of my parents is absent while the other is dead. My father raised me until he died when I turned sixteen. His sister, my distant aunt, found me and allowed me to stay with her until I turned twenty. Luckily, she helped me with finances when I first moved out along with the inheritance I received from my father's will. Unfortunately, she died last semester. I had friends back home until we fell out and I moved so, I'm a loner for now."
He nodded, "Well, I guess we can be friends since you asked so nicely." He smiled. She chuckled and took another bong rip.
"Yeah okay, Mr. do you want to smoke even though we just met." He turned his head, smirking.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah says the one who accepted."
"Okay, you got me there." She laughs.
They sit in silence for a moment as the screen displays an ad for a new tv show on the streaming device. As they sit in silence, her bladder felt as though it would burst out of nowhere. She stands up, announcing her departure as she walks toward the hall.
As she walks down the hall, she looks around at the different doors, attempting to guess where the bathroom is.
I guess I should've asked him where to go.
She knocks before opening each door she passes, which consisted of bedrooms. After she reached the fourth door, she sighs, ready to give up and ask Carter where to go. Fortunately, when she opens the door, she shrieks with relief.
She walks into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it before walking to the toilet. She lifts the top and turns her body to face away, pulling down her bottoms and sitting on the seat. She releases her fluid, grabbing a piece of toilet paper and wiping herself. Throwing the wet paper into the bowl, standing up to pull her pants up. She shuts the top and flushes the toilet, walking to the sink. She ignores her reflection in the mirror, using the automatic soap and faucet, rubbing her hands under the water. Wringing her hands, she uses the towel to dry the residue moisture.
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