Jerry shook his head, "Nah, it's fine. It's been quite awhile since I've seen a actual person, rather an a zombie.." he said, giving her a small smile. He stood up, picking up his shirt and jacket from the arm of the couch. "I guess I'll head off to bed then. You're welcome to sleep on the couch if you want. If you don't like it, then don't worry about waking me up in the middle of the night, I won't mind swapping places with you." he shrugged, then headed off towards the stairs. "It's nice to meet you, Brena" he said, giving her another smile, along with that cute eye smile of his to accompany it. Jerry headed up the stairs, walking down the hallway and towards his room where he shut the door. He set his shirt and jacket on a chair in the bedroom, then went to go sit on his bed for a bit.<span style="font-style: italic">Man, today has been hectic. But, then again.. Not everything was as bad as it was. Sure, I got hurt, but I think I met someone who had a kind heart. I like kind..</span>he thought as he lied down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.<br/><br/>As he lied there, he wondered about some things. Would Brena stay with him and Emma? Or would she actually leave like she said she would? Why was she acting strange around him all of a sudden? Those questions roamed his head for awhile. Till he crawled under the covers, the blanket up to his chest. He sighed, leaning over to turn out the table lamp, then he lied on his side and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep that night.