I watch as you grab breakfast, examining your movements and mannerisms. How you speak with the other troop members… it was magnificent

My face seems hotter than my tea cup when you sit down on the bench beside me, not really looking at me. It was clear you sat there because it was open, but you where still so close.

The charming part of my personality kicks in, causing my eyes to relax and a smug grin to form on my face “Well who might you be cutie?”