Zacky chuckled. "Don't worry about it," he said, coming into her house. He made himself at home like he usually did, sitting on her couch and propping his feet up. "I'm exhausted. Had a long day at work."
Scarlett pecked Zack's lips before she went into her kitchen and made him his favorite kind of sandwich. She made herself her own sandwich and brought both back to the living room on two seperate plates. She handed Zack his and sat down besides him on the couch.
"We barely talk," Scarlett mumbled. "Up until now it's a few bits of personal information get slipped into pre and post sex talk." She took a bite to sandwich, watching Zack as she finished chewing on the bite. "Are you saying you want to just be friends now or are we still going to fuck around?"
Scarlett bit down on her bottom lip, thinking about what Zack suggested before finding no real flaw in the idea. "Fine," she mumbled. "But my rule about falling in love still applies."
Scarlett leaned forward and pecked Zack's lips before she finished up her sandwich. She had made herself a smaller sandwich compares to Zack's. "Do you want some chips and a soda too," she asked.