"Have you ever had sex?"

He decided to not steer the conversation away.

"Have you ever had sex?" He asked.

She turned redder than a tomato. Or redder than a red stoplight -- of which it was now green.

"Green! It's green -- go."

He...felt...sad? That she didn't answer. He both did and did not want her to answer that question -- but didn't push it.

She turned on the radio. They drove the remaining 20 minutes in relative silence.

He parked. Feeling awkward, he spoke up. "Hey. Um...next time we play a game in the car, let's just leave it at I-Spy, eh?"

She let out a little laugh. "Yeah, okay. Sorry if I made things weird back there."

"No no. I'm the weirdo who asked his girlfriend's little sister if she's ever had sex."

"I asked you first, so I'm to blame. Let's just get my stuff inside -- I'm in D hall -- and everything so you can get out of here before the storm rolls in." She got out of her car, and Tyler paid attention to the weather for a moment. Thick tufts of snow fell to the ground and were sticking fast.

They got everything in relatively easy -- save for the bags that Kaitlyn loaded in for Stephanie the night before (which Tyler got to carry -- hooray). She unlocked her room and in everything went.

The dorm room was...barren. Two beds, both barren. Two empty closets, and one desk.

"Feels like a prison in here." He said, flicking the light on. She tossed two of the bags on her bed and scooted one underneath. Another went into her closet. She set her backpack on top of the bed and set her hands on her hips.

"Welp, that was easy." She smiled. "Okay. You can leave."

He raised an eyebrow. "Erm...okay."

"I mean I don't want to keep you, is all. I can decorate and set my bed up and everything alone. It's going to get dangerous relatively soon."

"I mean, it's about as dangerous as it'll get right now. I don't think the snow's going to stop, and even the thin layer outside is enough for me to slide. I'll wait for a break in the storm."

She shrugged. "Well, it's your decision. I won't **** you."