Sure

E: Sure.

A: K. Be over soon.

Ethan sits up slightly, holding his phone in both hands.

E: How soon?

A: idk. Like 20 minutes?

E: Kay.

Sighing, Ethan gets up off the couch. Time to put some pants on.

Twenty-three minutes later, Ethan hears a knock at the door. Now wearing pajama pants and a T-shirt, because he really can't be bothered with real pants, he opens the door.

Ashley stands on the porch, wearing a tight-fitting sports bra, and practically painted-on yoga pants. Ethan tries not to look at her bulge{if Gay >3}, failing miserably,{endif} which is shamelessly on display to anybody and everybody. He also notices her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, and she's carrying a water bottle. Ethan connects some dots.

"Morning run?"

"Mhm," Ashley sighs, taking a small sip of water, "Always do it after a night of drinking."

"Makes sense..." Ethan steps back slightly, motioning for her to enter. "You wanted to talk?"

"Yeah," Ashley steps inside, reaching down and slipping off her shoes, "I'm sure you know what about..."

Ethan nods, escorting her over to the couch. {if Ashley Sex 3=true}After what they did last night of course she would want to talk.{endif}{if Charlie Sex2=true}After what he and Charlie did last night he was expecting this.{endif}

The two of them take a seat, and Ethan takes a breath, waiting to hear what Ashley has to say.