(yeah...this one won't be long. Mostly because I'm tired. And I'm trying to save my creativity for tomorrow.

Fourteen.

She met him, they begin a conversation.

Thirteen

It gets flirty. Seneca is fanning herself while the man continued to make her blush profusely.

Twelve

They went to her house and spent some time there. It's obvious they like each other.

Eleven

Nothing much happened. Sure, they're into each other, but Seneca made it clear that she did not want to sleep with him. He was fine with this.

Ten

It was getting late, and both were tired. They argued over who would get the bed and who would get the couch. Soon, they both took the bed, Seneca insisting that they do so anyways.

Nine

Instead of falling asleep, they chat and cuddle, and even give a few kisses to each other. Sporadic and desperate? Maybe.

Eight

They finally fall asleep in each other's arms.

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

"Hey Fell. . . ?

"Yes?"

"Will you. . .have to leave in the morning?"

". . . ."

Two

One

". . . ."

"I. . .I didn't even get to say goodbye. ."