Even the Boogie man is lonely...(pafp,female needed)

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    He looks at her"h-hey...are you ok?"he lifted his hand,cradling her cheek as he looked her over"look...im new to this and...i really dont know what to say...but you know you can tell me anything right?and ask anything...?"

    "I know. I'm perfectly fine, seriously." She grabbed both of his hands, dragging him with her as she fell onto the bed. "Obviously you would be knew at this," she joked, staring up at him.

    He chuckled"you speak the truth..."he smiled,sitting down next to her laying back"so...any plans?"

    "No," Natalie said, laying in her side to face him. "I don't usually do much. I mostly hang with Amber or sleep or play in my phone. Stuff like that," she added.

    He gave a smile"alright then."he yawned,holding his hands under his head"what kind of spending time are you wanting,hmm?"

    He nods"were in the same boat then."he laid there,looking up to the ceiling"Mmm...hey...do me a favor?"he held his hand up, slipping off his wring,holding it out to her"...hold onto this for me?"

    Natalie blinked down at the ring in wonder. "Woah." She took it and glanced at him. "Do you ant me to keep it?" she asked, already slipping it on and making sure it wouldn't slip off.

    "mhmm.i can't leave without that. Figured you might want it...think of it as a gift"he smiled,adjusting himself on the bed"I think...i think I need some sleep..."

    Natalie wasn't tired at all, and she watched Chris drift off to sleep. She kissed his lips lightly before walking back downstairs to hang with Amber.

    He smiled,rolling over.he snored softly, wrapped up in his jacket.


    Hours later he woke,glancing around.he streatched,still clueless on where he was.then the morning events came back to him."...that wasn't a dream..."

    Amber was outside in the backyard, playing with some of her friends. Natalie was on the couch, watching Supernatural when Chris came downstairs. The sun was beginning to set outside, and her parents were talking in the kitchen.

    He looked between her at the tv"you know thats racist"he said aloud, coming up behind the couch,leaning against it"these two I mean"he geastured to dean and Sam."I mean most of there information is true,but they hate us for being different"not to say it was a bad show. He just found it alittle offensive how the characters acts to the shows namesake

    Natalie swatted his arm. "It's a good show," she muttered playfully. Dean and Sam we're currently chasing a Wendigo through some secret caves beneath a forest.

    "I didn't say that. I just said it was offensive"he came around,sitting down"and its educational. Ghost dont like salt,iron can actually hit us,and burning bones more often the not works"he smiled,laying his arm across the back if the couch

    Natalie noticed the move. She smirked and held back the urge to lean into his arm. "Trying to get comfortable, are we?" She smirked.

    Hmmm?"he looked to her "I'm sorry?"he hadn't planned anything. He honestly was getting comfortable. But she seemed ro have a knowing tone"umm...i figured...is there a problem?"he was oblvious to what she was implying

    He looked at her questionably,before turning his attention back to the show,shaking his head"come on...a wendigo isn't that stupid..."he didn't even realize he said it. Good god he was gonna be like a fan watching sports...