Of course!

As you grabbed your phone to order that pizza, you were reminded of the other texts you received before you got distracted by Jennifer, the photoshoot and Sommer, respectively.

Jack Matthews: Hey! I hope you had fun at the party. If you had time to read through the contract, you're free to swing by my office this afternoon, or whenever...

Your potential manager. He seemed really eager to work something out, but you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt for now. Maybe he did see some exceptional talent with you, and the guy looked like he knew what he was talking about. You quickly sent back a text that you weren't able to make it that day, but you promised to stop by as soon as you got the chance. That seemed to be it for the time being. You weren't an extremely popular guy. Hopefully that would change soon, but until then you got to spend time with your gorgeous Instagram famous childhood friend...

Half an hour later, you and Sommer had settled down on the couch together with some kind of action movie playing. It was quite an interesting movie, and both of you were very much paying attention to the screen while munching on the pizza. However, you couldn't help but glancing over at Sommer every now and then and started noticing how she scooted closer. By the time the empty pizza box was put to the side by a couple of cans of beer, she had cuddled up against your side with her firm tits pressing against you. She had changed into just an oversized shirt, and you hadn't been able to tell if she was wearing anything beneath. Honestly, you hadn't been trying to find out either - partly out of respect, partly because the mystery was probably better...