You lay on a lounger out in the sun, watching the rest of your friends laze around the backyard. Well, mostly people you consider your friends. Leon excluded. He's currently sulking on the patio and glaring at you, insistent upon not having a good time swimming like everyone else just because of your presence.

Claire sits next to you, following your gaze and pushing her sunglasses into her hair. "I feel like he has a crush on you. Maybe you should try having a conversation with him."