"But if you tell me you aren't so keen on going to bed earlier, you can," Travis doesn't cease, which makes Day's lips press in a small, cute pout.
"If you must know," he pushes his hair back. "I do like parties. So much. I love clubbing too, and all other activities the young people my age participate in. Happy now?"
"mhh, so happy."
They fall into a short, tense silence before they look at each other and break into a soft laugh.
"You are the worst," Day huffs, his earrings dangling as he sits back. "But I was serious about the question, you know? I have heard the rumors."
"What rumors?"
"about you and dates. Or should I say, the nonexistence of them? But that can't be right, as I saw you that other night, with the bimbo."
"That was a family call. It was out of obligation, not my own will."
"Do you have a lot of family obligations like that?"
"It was a first and a last. Not happening ever again."
"How can you be so sure?"
