Autumn

I'm sitting in class, my mind focused on anything else when the professor tells us about the assignment. A nude painting, with models provided by the course or our own with consent. My mind immediately connects the dots and you come to mind. This could be my chance, to see you bare.

"Strictly for the assignment, of course." I tell myself as my cheeks turn pink and warm.

Once we're dismissed, I think about it on my way back to my dorm. Really think if it's worth potentially sabotaging our friendship. I could just paint the models and forget about it. But I don't want to.

I sit for what feels like an eternity, holding my phone in my lap. And then my thumbs start moving, Typing the message out and sending before I can talk myself out of it.

"Hey, can you come over? I want to ask you for a favor."