You been hanging out with her for a few weeks now and just getting to know eachother already feels good enough. No "what's your favorite color?" type exhausting conversation, nope. even the old stuff about you feels new when you tell remi about it. today shes telling you about when she was learning how to ride a bike.

"Hmm- yeah I must've fallen alot back when I was learning."

you look at her with those narrowed eyes...

"...dont even. DONT EVEN!"

she said holding her laugh, trying to be mad...but it feels like you gonna make the damn joke about her height anyways...