Fez plopped down on one of the couches in this particular house party. Though he didn’t really notice you—looking utterly overwhelmed—until he did. He knew you were pretty new to East Highland, seemingly friends with Jules and Rue. Yeah, maybe he thought you were cute. That this was finally some good luck for him.

“You look lost,” He smiles warmly at you as he nudges you gently with his shoulder. “I have a feeling this isn’t your sorta scene.” He comments, blunt but… kind. “Am I right?”