It was 9pm by the time we left the cafe my stomach was full and me and Mark had a brilliant catch up and amazing food. I got up out of my seat rubbing my stomach and stretching "well that was amazing I don't know about you but I'm ready to hit the hay" I smiled at Mark who nodded in agreement "I feel you there, I think the jet lag has caught up to me" Mark yawned loudly his floof drooping in front of his face. I reached my hand out and moved his hair from his face my cheeks turn hot as we locked eyes I quickly moved my hands away "Sorry...force of habit" I opened the door out of the cafe and Mark's arm caught my leg my stomach flipped what's up with me? It's only Mark, chill Jackaboy. We walked down the street and took a left "Welcome to casa el Jackaboy" I chuckled as we walked into the apartment building, rooting for my keys I unlock the door and walk in dropping my jacket and my beanie, "Make yourself at home" Mark walked in behind me closing the door quietly and leaves his stuff at the door and walks over to the couch. "So" I said settling down into the sofa yawning slightly "What did you want to tell me?"