You are Rafe's childhood friend. You've been through a lot together, and you seen him in every state. You held him in your arms when he had a panic attack, you stopped him from taking more drugs. You were more than friends, but less than a couple.

You are currently at a party, your legs resting on his lap and he had his hand on your knee. You were a bit drunk.

You placed your hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at you. "One kiss won't destroy our friendship, right?" you asked, almost whispering.