I was excited about hanging out with Quil. We walked to his room together and I went to change my clothes. I couldn't find my t-shirt and asked Quil where it was. He looked confused for a moment but then remembered where it was. He had hung it up in the closet so it wouldn't get wrinkled. I thought it was silly since I was just going to wear it to bed, but Quil said to trust him.
I grabbed the shirt from him, changed and put my clothes on the bed. When I turned around, Q was staring at me. He probably stared at me the whole time. I wanted to talk about something else, so I asked if we were having pizza for dinner. I suggested pizza last time, so I asked Q what he wanted to eat this time. Q thought we were having pizza again too, but he was open to other ideas. And ultimately, we decided o
