We head in the direction of his apartment and silence fills the car. I suddenly have flashbacks of the other day and I glance at him. He seems to be thinking the same thing because his cheeks are pink and his grip on the steering wheel is tight. Eventually we reach his apartment and we get out of the car. He quietly leads the way inside and we take the elevator upstairs.
"Are you hungry?" He closes his eyes and sighs. "We just ate, never mind."
I laugh and he joins in. I can tell he's really nervous as he fiddles with the lock, missing it twice before he finally makes it. He finally gets the door open and he lets me enter first. I notice a row of shoes beside the door so I follow suit and remove mine, adding them to the collection. "We can sit on the couch," he says as he locks the door
