Brendon exhaled all of the air out of his lungs. "Well, if you're tired, we could always call it a night."
Ryan nodded. "Yeah, I think I'm about ready to go home." He ran his fingers through his hair, and Brendon got distracted by the motion.
"Well, I mean," he stepped a little closer to Ryan, "if you wanted to keep hanging out, I don't have plans."
Ryan looked at him sideways. "I don't think I feel like going out somewhere, and no offence intended, but I hardly know you well enough to bring you back to my house."
Brendon stepped back again and nodded. "Yeah, of course. I totally understand."
Ryan squinted at him, considering. "I don't sleep with people I've only just met."
"No, of course not. I'm sorry." Ryan started to walk away. "Could I have your number?"
Ryan stopped and turned back to face him. "I think you missed your chance for that."
Ryan went home alone. To change your last decision, go to chapter 5.
To restart the story, go to chapter 1.
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Cameraman, Swing the Focus
FanfictionChoose your own adventure! Pick which character you play as and attempt to seduce your love interests. LOTS of smut. You have been warned.
