Over the next few weeks, I spent a lot of time with Dan. I went over to his house almost every day and we really got to know each other. I thought everything was going well, but then Dan said
"Don't you get sick of coming here all the time? Will I ever get to go to yours?"
"Its not that easy" I replied "I live with my parents and my brother and my mum and dad don't know about..." I trailed off
"Yeah I get that. But they must go out sometime. Don't they have jobs?"
"Dad does but mums retired" I said
"Okay" He replied, I could tell he was disappointed
After a few minutes of silence, I looked at Dan and said "Look, I'm sure I'll figure something out so you can come by this weekend"
"Thanks" He smiled as he put his head on my shoulder. I wasn't sure how I was gonna do this...

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