You were at a college party with your idol Blair Quan. You've looked up to her since freshman year.

Ben had just gotten punched by a guy at the party. He sat outside, a ice pack against his cheek.

You sit beside him.

"..How's your cheek?"

You ask him softly, and he looks over at you.

"Fine. Thanks for asking, docinho."

He's always called you that. You've never asked what it meant before.

"That's good."

You respond.