XXIV- Talking

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The next morning, Jon and I were still on my bed.

"Jon! Hey, Jon, wake up!" I said.

"Alright, OK." he woke up, sitting up on the bed. "You know, this is weird... This is literally the second time this has happened,"

"The second time that what has happened?" I asked.

"Me sleeping and waking up at your place,"

"Yeah, it is... Problem?"

"No, not at all... What do you say we go hang out with like, Gloria or something?"

"Really, Jon? Her again?"

"Or Joe..."

"OK... Joe's cool. It's just you and I have been seeing her way too much... Maybe we can hang out with her later today, I mean, it's only like, the morning,"

"Yeah, I guess you're right... Let's go then!"

"Don't we have to shower?"

Jon gave me a perverted look. "Together?"

"JON!" I smacked him on the arm.

"I was just joking!" he said, in his defense. Still not an effing excuse!

I gathered a tiger t-shirt, dark skinny jeans, and my black boots that had silver studs on them. Then, I went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me (obviously), and showered.

* * *

After I put my clothes on, I combed my hair, which wasn't at all an easy thing to do, and put in up in a ponytail. I finished up by putting some eyeliner on, and then I got out of the bathroom.

Jon was crashed on the bed, away, as if he'd been waiting for eons. He probably had been, too...

"About time!" he said. He then got in the bathroom, showered, and then came out in record time.

"Well, you got things done fast," I said.

"I know. Hey, we should grab a bite before we go to Joe's,"

"Nah, we're not going to pay for our food today,"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm going to make us breakfast!"

"Oh. I thought we were gonna rob IHOP there, for a second..."

"Hey, I didn't say we were going out to eat, either..."

"Yeah, I guess. Well, get started on breakfast, I'm hungry!"

"Actually, you're gonna help me!"

"Really?!"

"Yeah,"

* * *

So, without further ado, we got started on breakfast.

He made coffee and eggs. I made pancakes. When we were sat at the table, we said grace and began to talk.

"So, Jon, what do you consider what's happening between us?"

"Uh... I don't know... Expand on that?"

"Well, we've been in each other's company for almost two days, and you've kissed me twice, and we've eaten together like four times..."

"Yeah. I... I don't know. I guess we should ask Colby and Gloria, they seem to know everything."

"Or no, how about we ask Joe? Cos Colby's being an ass."

"Shh... Marina. It's just a storyline,"

"I know, but... I have to confess something to you,"

"Talk,"

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