(By the by I added the word shit so I mean just a warning. Also, I just chose a bunch of random popular TV shows that my friends and I enjoy so I'm sorry))

"(Y/N)... I-" Jason's words got cut off because of Griffin yelling for you to walk down. Stupid Griffin... You groaned and got up, opened the door, and made your way downstairs. He had given you a plate of spaghetti. "Oh yes, Griffin. You have finally pleased the Spaghetti lord. Now you may eat his organs as if they were candy." You both laugh as he made his way to the couch. You sit down next to him as he grabs the remote. "Now let's see... What is on tonight?" "Ooh! Supernatural!" You burst out, spitting spaghetti on the floor. "Awh come on. We've watched that for the past week. Why not The Office or Star Trek or Doctor Who?" "Because your opinions are shit, Griffin. And plus, this is my house." Griffin had changed it to Doctor Who anyways, seeing as Supernatural was a rerun.

After the food was consumed, Griffin had cleaned the plates while you went to bed. At this point, you weren't tired. But, Jason did start saying something and got cut off. You walked up to your room and plopped down on the soft bed. Before you knew it, you fell asleep.

As you looked around the grassy field, you felt something looming over you. As if something was... Watching you... No... You reassured yourself. No one else is here. At least... You thought.

Something had blocked your vision. They were... hands? Black from what you could tell but still flesh. "Let go of me!" You yelled as the hands moved away. "Calm down. It's only me." Jason walked in front of you with a smile on his face. "You scared me half to death you big nut!" You hugged him while laughing. He hugged back before backing away a minute later.

"What were you going to tell me?" You looked up at him. "Oh! I was going to ask if you would like to see where I live. I only thought about this because... Well... I know where you live." "Alright well take me there." He shook his head. "I can't silly. I'll need to show you when you wake up!" Your smile faded. Would you see this man in person again just to see his house? Eh. Why not. "Alright. What time?" "How about after you get done work. I'll meet you there." You nodded. "It's a date." You blurt out, not thinking. "You're right! Tomorrow is a date!" Jason smiled. You couldn't tell if he was faking or actually didn't understand that.

This might be short but it's near 500 words and I don't feel like typing so ya'know you get this.