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"How about yours? Mine's...a little under construction right now." Plus it's probably better if he's in a comfortable space once we get started.


In a flash, I pay the bartender with my card and stand up to exit the small bar. Before we go however, I loop my arm through Naethan's. This is partly so we can walk together, and partly so I that we can maintain physical contact and connect together a bit better.

I silently gasp alittle from the contact. What the hell are these feelings I have for this woman? They're good feelings, but why am I feeling like this?. The strange empty feeling in my gut is still there, getting progressively worse. I rub my stomach with my left hand. I ignore this persistent feeling, and hailed a cab for the both of us since my car was at my place; didn't want to drive home drunk, anyways. We came to my apartment building, a little on the decrepit side, but that's the life a freelancer, I guess. I get out first, taking her hand like the gentleman that I am, even while drunk, and lead to her to my "humble abode".

We went inside the apartment, and used the elevator to get to my room. Once we made it to my door, I unlocked it using my keys bringing her in.