"So what now?" You ask Kevin, who was rightfully just as confused as you are. "How do we get home? I'm not meaning to be rude but. I have a pet at home!"

Kevin glanced over at you, watching your sad looking face, missing your own pet made you a bit upset. "Well, first. We have to see our options on the ways to get home. There might be many different ways we can get home."

You let out a deep sigh, sitting on the couch as you glance around the hotel room. You felt safe with Kevin. But it also felt a bit awkward that he was a guy. I mean, you never even had a guy hold your hand! Apart from your father.

"How about this? We get to know each other more! SO that we can get more comfortable with each other." Kevin suggested, sitting next to you. "I'll start. I have a Youtube channel  with over one million subscribers. And I break every video game I play." 

You let out a small laugh at his statement. "How can you break every game you play? Is that even possible?""Well. I tried playing the amazing Hulk for the playstation and the title screen was messed up so I couldn't play." He joked again.

You two talked for hours on end, desuccing each others favrite hobbies, movies, video games. It was very interesting to you that had so much in common. It made you feel even more comfortable around him now.

"You know Kevin, I never had a guy friend like you." You mumble, looking at him. "Normally guys think I'm a potato." You laugh, a soft blush on your cheek.

"Well too bad for them. I'm Irish, I love potatoes. You're most beautiful potato I have ever seen..." Kevin told you, holding your hand to comfort you.

You felt your face heat up more. Your stomach slowly fluttering as if butterflies were in your stomach. What could be this new feeling?

((Jim's p.o.v))

I sat on the end of my bed, twirling the knife in my hands. I've been thinking more about Kevin and that girl (y/n). And what Kevin was talking about when he said. 'I made you.' Slowly I felt as if my world wasn't real. That I was just a puppet to Kevin's hands.

Then, I felt anger. I'm not fake! I'm real! And I will see what Kevin means, I'll get all the answers out of him! I swear by my last breath!

Soon, I felt calm again. Sitting back down on the bed. Still staring at the gleaming knife in my hands. Then, I had an idea.

I'll steal what Kevin seems to care about most. (y/n).