"Okay so this is where you'll be staying..." you say, opening the door to the guest bedroom.
Hunter walks into the room with his luggage and just looks around. "This is very nice!"
"Thanks. I stayed up late cleaning this room last night. We had a lot of junk and old boxes in here," you say. "And you're not tired?" He asks. "I was! But then we left to go get you from the airport and I was so excited about it," you say with a smile.
He's about to respond, but then you hear your mom calling your name. "Hold on. I'll be right back Hunter!"
"Okay!" He says, nodding and opening his suitcase.
You dart out of the room and run downstairs to talk to your mom. "What's up?"
"Your dad wants to know if you and Hunter want to go to Dave and Busters," she says. "I want to go but I'll ask Hunter and see if he's okay with that," you reply.
She nods and you run back upstairs to the guest bedroom. "Hey Hunt! My parents want to know if you want to go to Dave and..."
You drift off when you see Hunter standing by his suitcase with no shirt on. You know you probably shouldn't be standing in the doorway and staring at him, but holy crap he's perfect.
All of a sudden, he notices you and you freeze up. "I'm sorry--I just--you are--UGH--oh my god I can't even speak right now."
"Hey! It's okay! I just started to get sweaty so I needed to put on another shirt," he says, slipping on a tight white shirt and walking towards you. "What's going on?"
"My parents wanted to know if you wanted to go to Dave and Busters later on..." you say as calmly as you can. "Sure! I've always wanted to go there," he says with a smile.
