I'm having a hard time knowing exactly where to look. I can't tell if she's flirting with me or messing with my head or if she's just strange. The smart money is riding on the fact that she's just strange.

Also, I don't know what to think about her touching me. It's like she's trying to tell me something, but I don't speak the language. Feels nice though.

"Fine, I'll talk less," I growl. "And I didn't exactly bring anything else to wear."

I hadn't exactly planned this out very well, I didn't even know why I came over. Maybe I was lonely? Damn, I hope not.