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I just haven’t been feeling well recently. That’s all.

I'm trying to be here for you, Gi.

Just scared. Is all.

Scared of what, Giselle?  You're being super vague.  Is something wrong?

I don’t know. I mean, I love Preston, but…

But what?

Crazy Handful of Nothin' | Ignacio & Ava

Ava really didn’t want to talk about Josh and his absence. It wasn’t necessarily his fault, and she felt like a horrible girlfriend—if she could even call herself that. “Okay,” She laughed and got comfortable against him, her laugh calming down before she looked at him and shook her head. “No, not purposely.” She sighed, making invisible patterns on his clothed chest. He smelled nice—always did, but… “Do you want music on?” She asked, looking at him, tempted to kiss his jaw as she felt close to him again. 

"What do you mean by "not purposely?" Ignacio asked, chuckling lightly as he folded one hand behind his head.  His conscience was coming to terms with this.  He was comfortable with himself and being around Ava right now, convinced that he was doing no wrong.  Iggy bit on his lip when Ava began rubbing figures into his chest.  He looked at her fingers first then to her.  He wondered what she was thinking at that moment.  "It doesn't matter to me...honestly, I kind of want to take a nap.  Watching Netflix at work is pretty tiring."