Ryan’s still sort of shocked as he’s driving over to Pam’s place that he even agreed to this. He’s not even sure how to do this sort of thing, because he’s never actually done anything like this before. Sure, he’s known people who have, and he’s seen the movies and tv shows. He’s heard stories about affairs and homewreckers and whatever else. Famous people do it all the time. Except now it’s real and he’s involved and he has no clue why he’s kind of nervous. Not nervous about the sex, never. He just doesn’t worry about that kind of thing and hasn’t for a while. He’s more nervous about the fact that Roy could potentially come home and catch them, now or down the line, and Ryan would definitely lose that fight. That’s a fight he could never win. Still, he couldn’t help but agree to this because he’d be crazy not to, right?
Checking his phone to make sure he’s got the right place, he parks about a half a block away because that’s what your supposed to do. Park far away? Honestly he’s just going by what little knowledge he has, but he could be totally crazy and wrong right now. He isn’t really thinking clearly, or at all, and just wants to be safe inside her apartment. Or.. their apartment. Whatever. And not get caught while doing so, but he’s glad he wore his hoodie and pulls it up before he even gets out of the car, just to be safe.
He easily finds her place and only once he’s outside her apartment he pulls off his hood, feeling a little better. He knocks once, quietly, but sends her a text too, waiting for her to come let him in because honestly he’d rather not be banging on her door at this hour and make a scene. He sighs quietly and shoves his hands in sweatshirt pockets because he’s feeling slightly antsy, and doesn’t know else to do. He just hopes she doesn’t notice.