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---Firkle's pov---

He must be so disgusted by me. Who wouldn't be? He was sleeping next to me and his hand was touching me.

That's the reaction he gave.

He's totally disgusted. Oh god what do I do now? I can't just feel sorry for myself for the fact he'll never like me back.

"Firkle? Dude?" I see Ike's hand wave in front of my face.

I turn to look at him, "What?"

He chuckles, "I said what do you want to do?"

I sighed and looked over at the clock, "Shouldn't you go home?" I ask.

He's probably just trying to be nice to me. I'd rather he tell me he hates me then to fake being nice to me.

"Oh. If you want me to. I mean, if I'm being a bother," he says scratching the back of his neck while looking over at the floor.

"You're not a bother. I just figured you'd want to go home."

"Oh. Well, if you don't mind I'd like to stay a little while."

I smiled slightly at him, "Sure," I looked back at the clock, "What would you like to do?"

"Well, we could go on a walk around town if you want."