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Does that mean I'll get to see you naked more often?

[He grins again and lifts her up to nuzzle his nose against her neck before he starts towards the bedroom.]

[ Yes please. It was a little crazy how much she had enjoyed the first time. ]

Only if I get to see you naked, too!

[ Plus she liked the feeling of having him next to her in bed ... The memory of his arm around her waist, snuggled close together was still fresh in her mind and she wanted to feel how she felt when they were like that again. ]

I guess? That'd be weird if it was one way.

[He answers quickly, missing the point completely, but at least they've made it into the bedroom and he lays her down on the bed for flopping next to her with a sigh.]

[ Still an idiot, but he's her idiot. Officially, now. She rolls to her side immediately, wrapping an arm around him and snuggling close. ]

Yeah, I guess that'd be a bit weird. Always good to know I won't be the only one naked, though.

Yeah?

[That's... new to him, but Carlos is fairly open minded and not the sort to immediately assume someone is bullshitting or "just hasn't experienced the right person yet" or some other excuse for what she did or didn't feel.

People know their own bodies better than someone else does.]

I know it can be a pain when you can't get relief like that, but it should pass eventually, right? I'd offer to help more than I did last time but I'm not here to make you push your boundaries past what you can handle.

[ It wasn't that she never felt it at all, more like she'd only ever felt it toward one person. And even then she pushed it down and ignored it because lol she ruined every opportunity she ever had and ever will have with Els.

And now there's stupid sexy Carlos, and he's here and willing and actually looks at her like she's beautiful and it's a lot. ]

I ... I-I guess we can start slow and see where it goes?

[ It wasn't like she was tied down right now ... ]

[As long as she was alright with it, Carlos was, too. He would like to see Els get his head out of where he'd so firmly planted it in his ass, but that's not something either of them are capable of making happen right this moment.]

I'm okay with that.

[Same as before, if she says stop, he'll stop.

He does make one tiiiny suggestion, though.]

Just in case maybe we should move to my bedroom? Couches can be fine but kinda awkward, if you know what I mean.

[ Oh. That was a good point. She nods in response and stands up from the couch. Her heart was already racing from the mere idea of any of this, and it probably showed in how flushed her cheeks already were.

Aisha had never really been the overly hormonal teenager, but whatever this place was doing to her right now certainly made her feel like one. It was kind of exciting, really. ]

L-Lead the way ...

[She's getting a new experience at least. Even if it's the only time that's still something. Hopefully he can make it something she recalls fondly.

He gets up from the couch and gently takes her hand, tugging her up so he can lead her to the bedroom. He's not a clean freak or anything but he generally doesn't have much in the way of personal positions for things to be terribly messy, either. Maybe some clothes tossed haphazardly on an armchair, but the bed is made and the sheets are clean.]

[ That's good at least. It's certainly cleaner than her own room back home right now ... though a lot of her room has been cluttered with mostly books that she's managed to acquire during her time here. ]

So ... how does this work?

[ She definitely is nervous. It's pretty obvious in how she carries herself, and the small tremor in her voice. ]

[Carlos looks... not bad but there's definitely something off about him. Hair a little messier than usual, the beginnings of dark circles under his eyes.

He tries to smile anyway but it's very clear this isn't his usual jovial self.]

Hey, just letting you know if you come around looking for me, I moved back to my old place.

[ Oof. She knows that look. ]

I guess things didn't work out over there, huh?

[ Or something happened. Aisha's expression softens into a look that perhaps Carlos has seen a few times, but not often from Aisha. ]

Want me to come over?

Ah--

[He lets out a thick laugh, looking away and dragging a calloused hand down his face. He's not teary or anything but he does look like the kind of exhausted you get when you've been dealing with the same shit for days.]

That obvious, huh? Yeah. I could use the company.

I'll be over soon. Need anything? Food, drink? Junk? Need me to throw fire at anybody?

[ She'll do it, bruh. Outside of Els, you're like her best friend in this place. ]

... heh. Actually. Yeah. I just realized my fridge is totally empty.

[Is he avoiding that last question?

No.

Of course not.]

[ Eh, she wouldn't fault him for avoiding it. Lord knows he's dealt with that enough from her already. ]

I'll make a quick store run before heading over. What's your favorite comfort food? I'll see about finding some to stuff in your face.

[He's more disappointed than mad anyway.]

Thanks. Man, this is gonna make me sound like the worst Latino, but I weirdly like those cheapass frozen burritos when I'm down.

[ It's ok bruh she's not judging. No Latinos exist where she comes from, so you're the first one she's ever gotten to know. ]

Those should be easy enough to find, at least. Alrighty, I'll see you soon.

[ She gives Els a quick heads up on what's going on and leaves to go get some groceries before heading over to Carlos's place. When she arrives, she has one bag full of frozen burritos of multiple varieties, and another bag full of stuff with actual nutritional benefit. Mostly just a few staples, like meat, milk, rice, some veggies, stuff to tide him over until he felt okay enough to do some of his own shopping. He's taken good care of her when she needed it, so it was only right that she do the same now that he does.

She raises a fist to knock on the door. She knows she could probably just walk inside since he was expecting her anyway, but always best to be safe. ]

[He gets it.

Well. More he sympathizes, even if he can't really understand her exact feelings. He doesn't really remember his first time all that well anymore. He's pretty sure there was more alcohol than any young teen should be ingesting involved but that's just how it was back then. Throw caution to the wind. You might be dead by an errant explosive or bullet tomorrow.

But he'd like to think that if he'd grown up normally, hit all those usual landmarks kids are supposed to, he'd have been in a similar boat.

He smiles lightly and sits down, guiding her to sit next to him on the side closest to the headboard. He moved his hand to her upper arm, giving what he hopes is a calming rub.]

Relax a little first. Take some deep breaths.

[Look.

They're terrible.

They're barely burritos.

But when you feel like shit your body just graves more shit to balance it out.

His place is clean but there's some unpacked boxes in the living room, and the door is unlocked for her to come in. He's on the couch in a tanktop and baggy cargo shorts, flipping through Lunatia TV channels with the expression of someone who is barely retaining anything.]

[ She won't judge. She barely eats sometimes. She opens the door after a few moments, because she can hear the tv on inside. She moves right into his kitchen and puts the food away, then goes to microwave a burrito for him.

Once it beeps, she takes it out and moves to sit next to him on the couch, offering up the plate with the sad looking burrito on it. ]

[He only half hears her enter and it doesn't fully register in his exhaustion to get up and greet her. It's only when the beep of the microwave happens that he actually jolts back into reality, and for a split second he actually struggles to remember where he even was.

Shit.

Been a while since he's let his mind get that far away from him.

He shakes his head with a hand against his temple and moves to get up, stopping only when he realizes he's missed her entirely and she's already coming out of the kitchen to sit next to him.

He settles back down and takes the plate carefully.]

Thanks.

[ Sheesh, she's never seen him this out of sorts. It worries her. There's an obvious worried frown on her face as she watches him in silence for a bit. ~~Aisha das creepy~~ ]

Wanna talk about it?

[ She's not sure what it was, but it must have been something pretty bad for him to be this upset. If he doesn't want to talk about it, that's fine too. She'll just have to figure some way out to distract him if he doesn't. ]

[This is new for him, too. He's usually able to shake most things off. There's a finality to moving back to his place, though, and an odd sense like he's just giving up even if there's really nothing left to fight for.

He stays quiet for a while longer before finally replying, quietly:]

Jill's gone.

[Then, after a too long pause:]

We had a stupid argument a few days ago. And now she's gone.

Oh ...

[ Stupid arguments are basically how she and Els communicate, but she could see that this wasn't that normal for him and Jill. She'd never met the other girl, but he had told her a few things?? Not enough to say that she really knew her, but enough to know that Carlos really cared a lot about her. ]

I take that to mean that she went back to her world, otherwise you wouldn't have moved back here?

[ Man ... That was the worst. And not being able to resolve their argument must have been a pretty awful note for this to happen on. She found herself leaning a little against his side, in some weird attempt at comfort without actually hugging him, since he was still having a burrito date. ]

I'm sorry.

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