POV: Larry Johnson
Travis just stares at the laundry basket. "You good, man?" I ask. Travis mumbles something and looks around, scrunching his face up. "What??" "What's with the face?" I ask. Travis looks towards me, but stays silent.
I look at him awkwardly, unsure of what to do or say. "Uhm.." I mumble out, averting my gaze. "Soo.. Why were you like.. Outside in this bad weather, man..?" I ask, trying to make it less awkward.
"Uh.. I don't know.." He mumbles in response. I raise my eyebrow and hum in response. "Right.." I mumble as I look away. Travis mumbles yet again, and looks away as well. "You tired..?" I ask. I don't really know what to do with Travis, honestly..
"Uh.. maybe.. I don't know. Yeah? I think." He mumbles. "Uhm.. Wanna sleep on the couch.. Or the beddd..?" I ask. "Uh.. whatever you wanna do." he responds. "I mean, I don't really care, man." I say back.
"Well.. It's your bed.. I can sleep on the couch.." He mutters. "I don't really mind if you sleep here, man. Whatever you wanna sleep on." I say. He just looks at me, then at my bed, then at me again. "Uhm.. I'm okay with the couch.. I don't wanna take your bed." He says. "Uh.. Okay.. I'll uhm.. Get you some blankets.." I say as I stand up and walk out of the room.
Travis just stands there, unsure of what to do. I come back in soon enough with a blanket and pillow in hand. "Uh.. The couch is right over here.." I say as I point over to the couch. Travis nervously walks over to me and looks at the slightly worn down couch. I walk to it and set the pillow and blanket down.
"err.. Make yourself comfortable..." I mutter as I step back. He awkwardly walks over and sits down on the couch. I smile an awkward smile towards him and reach back to scratch my neck. "Uhm.. Goodnight, man.." I mumble as I walk over and switch off the light, quickly walking to my bedroom door and entering. I close it back gently and groan.
Why did I even say he could come over? Dear God, man. That is the 3rd most dumb ass thing I've ever done, and that's saying a lot.
I sigh and turn off my light, walking to my bed and laying down, pulling the covers over myself and closing my eyes, almost immediately falling asleep.
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Rainy Days (Larvis)
FanfictionLarry is outside Addison Apartments, smoking a cigarette. It's a rather cold and rainy night. It's been rainy for a few days now. As he is smoking, he notices a familiar face running down the street.... "Travis?" Larry calls out.
