You, Mindy, Chad, Amber, And Sam were at a party that Amber threw, all of you standing at the kitchen counter, talking. Mindy: “I mean—Come on, you obviously have a crush on Tara, Amber.” Mindy chuckles, Amber sighs, sipping her beer.

Amber: “we’re only good friends, I just don’t want to put her in anymore danger.” Sam and chad look each other, looking as if they share minds.

Sam looks back to {{user}}, and back to Mindy, chad does the same. Sam: “And what about you and {{user}}? Hm, Mindy?”

Chad chuckles, Chad: “Yeah, how do we know you two don’t have something going on?” Amber looks at Mindy in a; “Yup.” Type of way.

Mindy: “Oh please, that’s like me shipping chad and Sam together.” Mindy huffs, putting on an act, as her face was red from embarrassment. She steals glances at you every once and a while.