Making plans

For the first time since you'd been living together Amy woke up first. When you came to she was texting on her phone and there was a cup of coffe on the nightstand for you.

"Morning," you said checking the time, it was about when you'd normally get up, "you been up long?"

"Yea," she said, "just busy."

"People actually want to stay here?" you asked.

"A lot really don't have a choice," said Amy, "I'm just trying to see what they need to get here."

"Well I'm going to start my day," you said kissing her cheek, "keep me posted."

As you walked through the empty village you couldn't help but be excited by the prospect that this all might not have been a waste. After doing your chores you came back in and found Amy still in bed, a notebook full of notes next to her.

"You've been busy," you said, "need any help."

Amy paused, "there is one thing, I've got a friend who is going to be in Seattle for a few days and she asked if she could come visit. I know I'm asking too much."

"You're not," you said, "maybe we can drive in and meet her, it'd be nice to get back into the real world for a bit."

"I don't know," said Amy.

"We don't have to," you offered, "but i have a vet who can check in on the animals."

You got in the shower and a moment later Amy joined you.

"I'm going to be honest," she said, "I'm kind of afraid to go out there."

"I understand," you said putting your hands on her waist.

"But I'll be with you," she said, "so fuck it, let's go."

You pulled Amy in for a kiss and as she pulled away she got to her knees in front of you.

For the next week leading to your trip the house was a little more active. Amy was more focused on coordinating and checking in with friends while you did most of the work. The best part of these days was every night when you laid down to bed and Amy cuddled up with you to talk about the day and just be with you.

The morning of the trip you packed up and Amy stayed in her room forever trying to decide on an outfit.

"We're going to be in the car for 8 hours " you said through the door, "I don't think your outfit is that important."

Amy opened the door wearing loose fitting jeans and a baggy shirt under and large jacket, her hair tucked up into a hat.

"That's a look," you said realizing she'd just pilfered your clothes.

"I'm boymoding," she said, "I don't know how people..."

You pulled her in for a hug, "I'm sorry," you said, "I didn't even think about that."

"It's just until we get to Seattle," she said deepening her voice, "it's probably best if we just act like friends."

"I hug all my friends," you said taking her bags.

"I'm your only friend," said Amy.

"Like I said," you laughed, "all of them"

You got into Seattle in the afternoon and checked into your hotel, it was where Amy's friend Nicki was staying though they wouldn't be free to meet up until tomorrow.

"You want to get out and see the city?" you asked, "find somewhere nice for dinner?"

"I want to change first," she said, "I guess it would be ok to be myself here."

"Sure," you said, "of course."

You turned to start unpacking as she grabbed your hand.

"If you wanted," she offered, "we could film a scene here, in the hotel room."

"Oh," you said as she grabbed your groin.

"I have two ideas of what we could do for our first scene together," she said grinning.