His Place

With no real destination in mind, and not much to do in town during the day, they both agreed to hang out at Ian's apartment. He shared the place with Craig, though Craig would be at work.

The couple arrived, Emma letting herself out of the car, and went inside. The apartment looked like two nineteen year old boys lived there. Posters for various bands lined the walls. Video game controllers and ashtrays were strewn about the coffee table. There was an empty pizza box from who knows when on the table, and empty beer cans pretty much everywhere.

Ian noticed Emma giving the place a once over and said, "Sorry, I got so excited about hanging out with you that I forgot to clean the place. Not that it would be much better even if I had."

Emma waved away his concerns and said, "I go to college. This is pretty much how every dorm room, and apartment, I visit looks like. As long as I don't step on any used rubber or sit in something gross, this is fine."

Ian shrugged and joked, "Well, the night is young."

Emma gave him her best pouty face, "I assume you mean about the used rubbers? Is that your game plan? A bit of Netflix and chill?"

Ian smiled at her, "You're the guest, Emma. We can do whatever you like. If you want to snuggle up and watch a movie, then-" he trailed off smiling wider at Emma's frown.

"A movie would be fine, but don't get any ideas." Emma said, not fully believing herself.

Ian showed her to the couch, which seemed clean compared to the rest of the apartment.