Why are you sleeping on a couch?

jesusohearn:

Yeah, Grams is at the hospital and Gramps is gone fishing with his friends for the weekend so the house is empty, it would be nice to have company. It’s totally fine if you come just be prepared for the worst.

Wes, nothing I see or hear or learn will make me think less of you. Whatever is in Boston can’t be as bad as you’re making it seem, because I know someone who came out of there to Evanston and somehow broke his way into the ice covered heart of a teen girl, melting it forever.

jesusohearn:

Okay, I’m leaving tomorrow early in the morning. I kind of wanted to visit my father tomorrow, since it’s Sunday. If you ever want to leave just tell me and we’ll leave.

I can pack a small bag right now. Then maybe I could stay over at your place or something tonight? Are you sure it’s okay that I’m coming? 

jesusohearn:

It’s never too late, but are you sure? You’ll have to meet my mother, the house isn’t fancy, and there’s a lot I’d have to explain. You know since I never told you about my family.

Fancy houses don’t mean anything. I really need to get away from here, from everyone. I want to meet your mother, if you let me.  It’s a long trip, I want to learn everything.

jesusohearn:

Is it too late to change my mind?