93 Lover Boy

I feel like I just went to another world.

I was utterly, irrevocably, thrown out of my element.

Appearance-wise, I looked more like a beggar in my messy blond waves, long white shirt, and black and loose boxer shorts that I just wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole, never to be seen again or caught with Gabriel.

As I glanced down to look at my clothes, trying to convince myself that it was alright, I realized with a frown that I didn't even know who owned these since I randomly picked them up from the cabin closet.

I actually thought the pieces seemed pretty neat yesterday.

But that was yesterday.

I changed my mind the moment I stepped my unwashed feet in here. 

At least, I probably smelled good right now, and I can attest to that since I was in the pool the entire day with Lysander.

And the boys were there with us at the cabin.

My eyes turned heavenward as I prayed to whoever god is listening to.