Pulling up to Hunter’s home, it was rather unexpected from what she had initially pictured. Due to her mind having conjured ideals of him having been rather unkempt and financially unstable, to see the apartment before her having belonged to a community kept tidy and seemingly friendly, she was relieved that she had been wrong about him. He set his hand on the base of her back while leading her up a set of stairs and to an apartment door upon the end of a long walkway. For a moment, she grew nervous that perhaps she had spoken before thinking, as she usually did when it came to Hunter, and that he could have gained the wrong idea throughout this entire ordeal. She began to worry that he would expect something that she was unable and unwilling to give. After all, there had been very little
