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Needless to say, it was silent for the rest of the car ride home.

Once we got to his house it was almost 4. The afternoon sky was beautiful with splotches of white puffs everywhere. I was thinking about all the fanfic I've read of Jack and I. A wave of pure "ew" washed over me.

As we went inside the two story house Jack was humming a distorted tune. It sounded like a mix of his outro and all the way. It was strange.

He fumbled with the keys but soon he got it figured out. We got out of the cool breeze and into the colder house. "Sorry I like it pretty cold in here" he chuckled as he led me around his house. The main rooms, such as the kitchen, living room, laundry room, and bathroom, were nice, but then he brought me to his recording room. It was an absolute mess! Wires, papers, dry erase markers, plushes, and Sami's were everywhere! He gave a soft laugh as I stared wide eyed at the room. "Man, I dont understand how you hide this" I said in surprise. "To be honest, I dont either." He said with a smile.

Finally he took me to my room. It was bigger than the one I had, with all white walls and a black carpet floor. One dresser in the corner and a built in closet. A black and green sheeted bed lay in the corner complemented by a dark green bean bag in the corner. "Do you want to change anything? Like use different colored walls or-" He gave a worried look as I cut him off. "Its perfect as long as i can paint on the walls." "Wish granted" he said in a relived sigh.

As I got settled in my room I heard my door open. I jumped as Jack chuckled at my jumpyness. "Theres some food downstairs if your hungry." And with that he left the room. I wasn't really hungry but I wanted to get to know Jack better, so I made my way downstairs.

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