It was an average Friday night, the five of you —you, Sam, Katelyn, Malia, and Colby, all were going out for dinner.

Colby and Malia had been dating for a while, the only couple of the group at the moment.

You and Sam had been friends— well, best friends, since eighth grade; middle school.

Katelyn, however, only came along recently. And it was obvious she was very touchy-feely, except it was only with Sam.

The two of them weren’t dating, but that didn’t stop Katelyn from making advances towards Sam every chance she got.

Speaking of, as soon as you all had gotten to the beautiful, fancy restaurant, she instantly took a seat beside Sam.

Colby and Malia sitting next to each other, and you sat on the other side of Sam.

You caught a glimpse of Katelyn obviously trying to make advances, trying to initiate a conversation with Sam— and he didn’t seem to be too particularly fond of that, simply trying to decide what he wanted to drink to start off.