Should we be concerned about you? Um, Paris for Valentine’s Day, I think. I have no idea. The time changes are messing with my sleep schedule so I don’t even know anymore.
… no, I don’t think so. I may be a bit hungover when we get home, but that’s not too big of a worry.
Valentine’s Day? I forgot all about that. Oh well, it’s not like I was going to give a damn anyway.
It’s all starting to get to me. What’s our next destination?
That quick moment that literally happened for seconds felt a lot longer than it was. Somehow she wanted to pull away and act like she usually did if something like this happened, but she couldn’t and didn’t want to. There was something about him that kept her lips next to his like they were magnetized. No wonder so many girls wanted to kiss him his lips were soft and warm making every girl’s heart melt, even her’s. She would usually pull away but this time she wasn’t able to.
After he pulled away and went to the kitchen counter Megan finally realized what happened. She was so stuck in the moment she wasn’t able to think at all. She didn’t know what to say or do. Questions yet again filled her head. Why did he kiss her? Most girl did that first, but Megan didn’t seem to show any sign of things like this neither did he before and this was totally unexpected for her. He stood there not saying a word and turned on the coffee machine once again and didn’t seem to realize what just happened a few seconds ago.
“Why did you tur— not what am i saying.” She shook her head then looked back at him.”Why did you do this?”
“Because I couldn’t find the right words,” he mumbled. The coffee finished boiling and the switch of the machine automatically flipped up, and Charlie reached over to grab his mug. He placed it under the contraption and pressed the associated buttons on its front, and allowed the piece of equipment to fill his cup to half way. He then headed to the fridge, scooting past Meg as he did so. Charlie opened the refrigerator door, peered inside for a moment, before finding the litre of milk in the door way. He then walked back to his starting position, brushing against her arm again, before pouring the milk into his mug. Then, he brought it up to his lips, and took a sip. Now this; this was good coffee. The entire time, he kept his head down low, trying to avoid gazing into Megan’s eyes. He just… he just couldn’t do it.
Luna! That’s it! I have no idea where Meg’s keeping it, but Lola’s pissed.
Well, I honestly don’t blame her. She loves that thing more than she’ll probably love her first born child.
Well dude i haven’t seen you either. Okay, I’ll be a good tour guide and i’ll do that.
Have you checked the staff rooms? I think she’s hiding from Lola…Something about a guitar?
No, I haven’t. Don’t tell me she brought Luna along for the cruise.
Don’t judge me i slept the whole morning since Willa,Jade,Skye and i went to watch bull fighting in Barcelona. Told them i want soccer.
Dude, I swear I haven’t seen you this entire trip.
Promise to spend time with me in Greece?
… and my self-proclaimed “personal tour guide” is no where to be found. God dammit, Megan.