His place.

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SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT . Lucy calm down . Its okay your in a guys bed, that you just met yesterday its completely okay. Wait are my clothes-DID WE-?!

"Lucy,......uhhh Lucy?"

I look down to see if my clothes are of course they aren't.

"DID we..."my voice shrinks to the possibility.

I hear a faint laughter. I look over to Matt. He had a smirk on his face.

"Lucy.. I feel a little disrespected... Haha...don't worry about it we didn't I'm not that kind of guy"

"Matt I'm sorry I just freaked a little I mean its not because I wouldn't sleep with yo- I. mean. I ...what I'm trying to say is-"

"Hey Luc calm down"

Did he say Luc? like loose but Luc he gave me a nickname .Lucy get ahold of yourself.

"Calm it is then."

I looked down realizing I was still in my bra and underwear .

"I should take care of this" I shyly looked away.

"If you want to I mean I don't mind."Matthew said chuckling to himself.

I looked over to find my close resting on a chair in the corner of the room. Now that Im actually taking in my surroundings, Matt has a really nice room. After I had my clothes on I wondered off into a hall. I started to touch the walls taking in the different textures and creases each held.  I found myself in a room with the walls painted black and white chalk all over it. There wasnt recognizable writing. Just one picture stood out. A drawing of a boy and another boy holding hands with a house in the back. I wondered over to the dressers. I was about to open the first dresser when

"Luc what are you...." 

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