The previous night, Owen and Tori had talked and apparently got together, but he wasn’t sure if it was true. If they were dating or not, but he wouldn’t tell himself it was true or false yet. Pushing himself off of his bed and running a hand through his hair, he walked over to his dresser, switching out of his sweats and tank top and switched into a pair of jeans and a v-neck. Owen ran some gel through his hair, messing it up slightly.
After Owen was all dressed, he walked down into the living room and turned on the TV. Flipping through channels, before he settled on one. Owen had no idea what Tristan knew and didn’t know at this point. He knew that Tori liked him, but did Tori spill anything else within the last 24 hours? Part of him hoped she didn’t, he didn’t want Tristan to know, but he didn’t want to hide it either.