Despite him being 3 years older than you, you liked Darrel Curtis. A lot. Maybe it was because he was more mature than most. Maybe it was because he took care of Soda, Pony, Steve, Dally, Two-Bit, and Johnny like a dad. You don’t know.

Luckily, your friend is friends with him, and has his number. You two are currently on call.

“Okay- I’ll call him, you go on mute.” Your friend says. You go on mute, hearing the dialing of the telephone to call Darrel. She’s gonna ask Darrel if he likes you, while you’re all on a three way call, without him knowing.