Jay
I can't believe Misha agreed to sleep in my room. I think it would be pushing it if I asked for him to sleep in my bed, right? Fuck it, I'll push my luck. I close my bedroom door behind me after Misha enters. Misha stands near the foot of my bed and looks around. That's right, he hasn't been in here before.
"Pretty awesome room, am I right?" I say with confidence.
My room is littered with game posters and gaming décor. I have a large flat-screen TV with two gaming recliners in front of it. My bed is a king and it takes up a good portion of my room but it's a must for me.
"Yeah, super cool room bro," Misha says jokingly.
I scoff and walk over to my closet. I grab out basketball shorts and change into them. Misha walks over to the door to leave. Wait, where is he going? Did I scare him off already? I rush out of my closet. I reach out and grab his wrist before he can walk out the door.
