I am so screwed.-Ryker

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Dinner was amazing, conversation flowed freely, they didn’t hesitate to discuss anything and everything in front of me, bringing me into the conversations only where I felt comfortable. I won’t lie that I am holding off on going to bed because then I would have to choose a bed. I got the feeling that they were catching on to that fact though. “Can we watch a movie?” I asked as we cleaned up the kitchen, which wasn’t hard since we ordered in. “Sure thing, bug. What did you want to watch?” I thought about it for a second. “I really want to watch Shaun of the Dead.” I said, it’s my favorite Simon Pegg movie. “Zombies in London. Why not.” Connor said with a smile, I glanced at the clock, almost eleven. I can hold out. The thought of choosing any of them tonight was beyond panic inducing, Ash is the obvious choice since I have already slept there but at the same time this morning was pretty awkward, and I am far too intimidated by Connor. I am still a little pissed at Fox for what he did today, and I am not even sure what I feel about John yet. So, I hold out on falling asleep and I won't have to choose because if they fall asleep first then I can fall asleep. Easy.
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