WE had a great time with our friends, and we just got home. Well, Quinn's home. I told Mom that I'm sleeping over at his house and I'll be home in the morning. She said, okay but make sure I'm safe. Here we go with the word 'safe' again.
Nothing happened, people. As usual, Quinn and I talked before we fall asleep. And also, I'm wearing his boxers and t-shirt right now. I know my house is just across the street, but I'm too tired and lazy to go there. Plus, I might wake up my Mom and Bek. That's going to be a long night.
"Are you comfortable?" asked Quinn.
"Yes. Why?"
"Nothing. I just asked."
He turned on the tv and flipped through the channels, but nothing really good is playing, so he turned it off again.
"Do you miss your Mom?" I asked him out of the blue.
"Yes."
"Have you se
