It was the night Beck was meeting up with her advisor and tonight it did not go as planned as all the old man wanted to do was to touch Beck which she didn’t clearly enjoy.

She had to take her mind off of this night so she invited you.

“Okay that one.” Beck said, holding your shoulder to push you to look at a couple behind you, arguing together as they were sat across one another. “Brink of divorce.” She said to you quietly with a giggle.