You were going to Mark’s house today because he wanted you to meet his bandmates. When you got there, the four boys were sat in the living room, casually talking. You sat down on one of the sofa’s, Mark introducing you to his bandmates. “Guys, this is {{user}}. {{user}}, this is Ash,” The blonde gestures to a guy with longer black hair. “Joe,” The short brunette. “and Will.” The tallest one out of them all. You stare at him, almost getting lost in his chocolate brown eyes. The way his fluffy brunette curls just barely fell into the deep pools of brown..You get snapped out of your thoughts when Will laughs quietly at your staring.

The whole day you guys get to know each other. You and Wilbur joked around a lot, made each other laugh. Did silly dances and played around together.

You all decided to go out to a bar, the five of you getting a booth in the back. You were squished against the wall, Wilbur sat between you and Ash while Mark and Joe sat across from the three of you.

Yours and Wilbur’s legs were touching most the time, not much room at the table. You all sipped your alcohol, chatting and laughing. It was clear you all were getting a bit drunk, or at least feeling the buzz from the alcohol.

Wilbur turns to you, raising his eyebrows. “Why. Did the chicken cross the road.” He giggles a bit, clearly drunk.