Friends then

“Friends it is then.” Ethan toasts, raising a literal piece of toast.

“Friends.” Alex smiles, doing the same.

They touch them together, smiling, and having a good, friendly laugh afterward.

Finishing up breakfast, Ethan decides to head out, Alex seeing him to the door.

“Until next time,” she lifts herself up, giving him a very chaste peck on the cheek. “See you around."

“See ya.” Ethan appreciates the kiss. Even if they had spent most of last night making out after an intense fucking.

Walking home, Ethan tries to enjoy the morning air. It’s early, cool, and so far seems set to be a decent day. And yet he can’t quite get into it.

Something is up with Alex. {if Layla’ Secret =true} And Layla.{endif}

He needed to figure it out. But how? Asking, of course, but who? And when? He would need to think about it.

Arriving home, he walks in the door, mulling over what he should do today.