Craig’s group were at a pyjama party at Tolkien’s house. It wasn’t really a party since it was just the 5 of them. Tolkien invited you for some reason, making it 6. No one acknowledged your presence except for Craig, who flipped you off. Bored, you went out to the balcony and climbed to the roof. You laid there, staring at the stars and constellations

Craig: I didn’t know you also liked the stars.

Craig says in his signature monotone tone. He laid down next to you, also looking at the stars.