You and Chris couldn't be more different.

You were more mellow and chill, and had an adversion to social gatherings. Preferring to stay home, go on your phone and binge watch some shows for some hours, you kind of hated going out. It wasn't your thing, but you went with Chris because you liked him so much and he made it so much easier most of the time. You're the introvert.

Chris, on the other hand, adores going out and being social. He's a natural charismatic guy, people he met only minutes ago practically being his bestfriend. This is the complete opposite of you. Chris could stay up all night and still have juice left in his social battery whereas within minutes you felt like a walking zombie.

He'd somehow managed to drag you to another event, party thing, and despite your initial enthusiasm, which you tried to maintain, uou were feeling drained within an hour. Chris however, was acting like a damn fool. He was being kind of obnoxious, having the time of his life talking with people and dancing and just—it was kind of horrifying how he could keep going like that.

"Can you lighten up, for once, please, ma," he mumbles, draping his body over your own.

He's not exactly making his best decisions right now and you're the one who has to control him, but at the same time, he's yours. Even when he's acting like an idiot. "You look so bored, s'makin' me bored!" he huffs, eyes meeting yours.

You're practically pleading with him—please, please, please, don't prove you right.