9. Micoo?

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As night approached, we all packed up our things and left, one by one.

"Bye," Ray said as he walked out the door. "See ya tomorrow."

"Night." Jack said.

"Later," Michael said as he winked at me.

'What was that about?'

"You almost ready to go, buddy?" Geoff asked, grabbing his stuff.

"Yeah, sure." I replied.

I grabbed my phone and my stuff and we hopped in the car.

Once we got home I yanked off my shirt and tossed it on the floor, along with my pants.

"Maybe I should text Micoo before I go to bed." I said, thinking out loud.

'Michael?' sent at 9:12

No reply.

'Michael?' sent at 9:15

No reply.

I decided to try calling him.

I tapped his contact and put the phone to my ear.

Voicemail.

'Damn! Where could he be? He surely isn't sleeping yet.'

Just then I hear a knock at the door.

I opened the door and saw my cute, little Michael standing there.

His hair was wet and hanging in his eyes like a mop.

It doesn't rain often in Austin, but when it does, it rains.

"Micoo! Come in!" I said, pulling him into a hug.

"It's uhhh... it's raining." he said, hugging me back.

"Here," I said, tossing him a towel.

He dried off his hair and took off his wet coat.

'Why is he not wearing a beanie like usual?'

He straightened up his hair and sat on my bed.

"Micoo, I have a question for you." I said, trying to go slow.

"Yeah, sure buddy." he said.

'Alright. You can do this. I mean, its not that hard, is it?'

"Do you think I've been acting... weird lately?" I asked.

He didn't say anything for what seemed like hours.

He finally signed and opened his mouth.

"I... you..." he stuttered. "Why would you think that I think your acting weird?"

"I was editing the Let's Build today and I heard you talking to Ray," I said, then we both just sat for almost a minute. "What do you think is wrong with me?"

"I told Ray I think it's that you have some secret or something... some 'secret girl', if you know what I mean."

He paused again.

"But I really don't know what it is, at all."

"Micoo?" I said.

"Yeah, Gavin?"

"I love you, Boi."

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