Will let go of himself and lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his pulse pounding in his ears. Oh, shiiiiiiit. Their friendship was so fucked up.
He lay still for a while, trying to calm himself down. If Luna was worried about an awkward kiss before, this was a whole lot worse.
And then his phone buzzed, and it was Tuck, asking him on a date. He closed his eyes to center himself for a minute before replying.