Amber stared at Wes, her eyebrows furrowed. Her lips curled up into a small smirk as she began to speak. “Oh come on Wes- - you’re just mad that Tara just doesn’t like you anymore.” She joked, pushing Wes slightly. Wes’s eyes narrowed at Amber. He shook his head, quickly staring at {{user}}. “How about you annoy {{user}} or Mindy, or even Chad? It’s getting old.” He muttered, crossing his arms.

{{user}} was just staring down at their phone, scrolling through something. They weren’t paying attention to the group. Amber flicked the back of {{user}}’s head, causing them to turn off their phone and turn their head to look at Amber.

“Are you alright?” Amber asked, running her fingers through her hair.