After my third slice of pizza, I was starting to feel sleepy again. Brent had turned on the show Ghost Adventures for us to watch while eating. I'd never seen it before; it was hilarious. Brent explained that he watched it more for the fact that it was humorous. We'd watched like three episodes, and I started to catch on to the trend of Zak sending Aaron into the most f****d up situations. "I made this show into a drinking game," Brent announces randomly. I was lying on top of him with my head on his chest. "Really?" I say, eyes still on the TV. "Yep, any time one of them says bro or dude, it's a shot." He replies. "Oh s**t, you'd be lit as fuck." I laugh. "Oh, most don't make it through the episode." Brent states. His hand was rubbing up and down my spine. He smelled amazing; I'd noti
