Motel

Jason waited patiently for Sam to return but he was taking a bit too long.

"Maybe he had to go number two…" Jason thought to himself.

"Gross, he doesn't even have water to wash his ass… Will he use leaves like the Stone Ages?" Jason didn't want to think about this but the more he did, the more disgusted he looked.

"Fuck, I hope he doesn't try to touch me with those hands…" Jason shook the idea from his mind and just then, he felt a hand over his shoulder.

"I'm back," This was Sam's voice no doubt and Jason's body stiffened up the moment he felt Sam's hand on him.

"D-Did you just touch me?" Jason blurted out, he couldn't believe this was happening because he had just played this same scenario in his head.

It was almost like his thought manifested this and he instantly regretted it.

Jason took a few steps forward and away from Sam to process what had just happened.

He didn't even look back.