forum Battle Of The Bands

Started October 04, 2019 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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For some reason she thought it was Tyler probably because she was dreaming about him " five more minutes ty" she mumbled in her sleep.

He froze. "B-babe it's me." He said stiffly.

Kaylene didn't hear him still in dream world.

He shook her again, but when she didn't wake he picked her up. He carried her into the apartment and dropped her onto his bed. He quickly changed and brushed his teeth. He walked into the living room and crashed into the couch.

(time skip?)

(sure)
Kaylene woke up and looked around this was not her bed this was not her room this wasn't her apartment.

Tristan rolled over, and fell onto the ground. Right. He didn't sleep in his room last night.

Kaylene slowly walked down to the living room taking light steps.

Tristan sat up and wrapped his arms around his shirtless torso. He picked up a blanket from off the edge of the couch and wrapped it around himself.

She saw him, she went behind the couch and leaned down kissing his cheek.

"Morning." He said dropping the blanket with his one hand so he could reach up and pet her.

" morning " she said.

"You look as pretty as ever. If you want to borrow something of mine go ahead, my closet is yours." He smiled leaning back.

" mhh yeah I look pretty with my bedhead" she said.

"Gorgeous." He said grinning.

She rolled her eyes playfully.

He stuck the tip of his tongue out in a grin. He looked at her upside down and leaned up and kissed her jaw line. "What do you want for breakfast stunning?" He asked pulling away from her.

" buttered toast" she said.

"Nothing fancy? We can go out for breakfast." He said running a hand over his jaw.

She leaned down and kissed behind his ear " I don't have any clothes" she whispered.

He smiled. "You can just wear mine. You'd be really hot in them." He grinned.

" just because the only thing that will fit me is sweats and it would show my behind off" she whispered.

He pouted showing off his puppy eyes. "Alright, I'll get you toast." He said standing. He dropped the blanket and walked to the kitchen.

She bit her lip at his chest and looked away quickly.

He stretched some to reach the bread and turned once he had grabbed it. "Do you mind that it's cinnamon bread?" He asked running a hand through his hair.

" no " she said simply.