You two were just sitting in the grass, it was dark and you two were just silently chatting. Every now and then Ben would ask you a stupid question like, 'Why isn't 11 pronounced ontey-one?' He was kind of a weird but chill guy. He had to keep blowing his shaggy hair out of the way so he could actually see the stars. He knew you had a rough day and he just wanted to talk it out a bit.