Maybe This Time II Namantha
Nick had done everything he could to try to get his mind off of what was happening behind the door. He'd paced, he'd tried out a new arrangement on his guitar, he'd even resorted to playing Candy Crush before he finally gave up and sat, his back against the door, whilst he waited for Samantha to appear again. How long did it take to pee on a damn stick? Far too long for his liking.
And still he waited, his fingers tapping on his thighs, for some kind of news from the other side of the door. He knew it was perfectly within his rights to barge in, but he wanted her to have a moment alone. Nick figured she needed a second to gather her thoughts just as much as he did.















