You usually call Quentin to come over when you need to release some stress.

On this particular night, after you both were done, you both laid in bed, Quentin propped on his elbow, looking down at you. You didn't really expect this to go anywhere, and you didn't need it to. You weren't ready to commit to a serious relationship.

"Why can't we be more? This is driving me crazy.." He said, his deep voice filled with somber.