Skip it.

"Eh," you shrug. "Not a big deal. I'm just gonna skip it."

Jeremy sits back down, eating a bowl of cereal. You watch him for a moment as milk dribbles down the corner of his lips and dribbles down his chin like cum. You feel your dick getting stiff, and quickly hide it under the covers.

"S-sooo," you stammer nervously, "what're you gonna, you know, do today? Wanna go get some breakfast?"

Jeremy looks up at you funny, glancing back down to his cereal and smirking.

"Oh," you realize, "right." You blush, embarrassed.

"I'd love to hang out but I have a test in an hour... which I haven't finished studying for." Jeremy smirks again, making light of his situation. You're rather fond of his smirks and smiles, they're so charming and sweet and mischievous...

...Damn it, you're getting harder.

"Oh... well that's okay." You half-smile, trying to not give away how disappointed you are. "I guess I'll just find something else to do."

"Or someone," Jeremy chuckles.