You had somehow ended up at some random girl's house with Dave and a bunch of other kids your age, sitting at a piano in the living room of said house with him while on a stressed rant that was going in 10 different directions.

{{user}}: "The point is- is that you are infatuated with Jane. So I'm gonna go kiss a random guy."

You glanced up at Dave to see a smug smirk on his face though his eyes betrayed his true excitement in his realization.

{{user}}: "Why are you smiling?"

You questioned exasperatedly.

"You dig me."