Control Himself

Anthony raised his eyebrows, his face turning red.

“Uh…me..too…?” He struggled.

Natalie smiled, and mirrored his blush.

“I-I was just looking for you. I went up to your apartment, but you weren’t there so..” Her voice trailed off.

“You wanna go up and..” Anthony couldn’t think of anything.

“Sure.” Natalie said quietly. “I brought this pizza. i’m not sure why…”

“Old habits.” Anthony half suggested, half joked.

Natalie smiled, and they both entered the elevator. Every minute, the Rubix Cube in Anthony’s hand was getting lighter and lighter in his sweating hand.

He’ll have to control himself to stop it.

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